She picked up the soup and raised it to her mouth.
Bin Zhengheng wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
“Wow!!! Are you trying to scald me to death? Ouch…” she cried, wincing in pain.
Her face, already slightly flushed from her bath, turned even more rosy, like a red apple.
“So… what do we do now?” Bin Zhengheng panicked, waving his hands helplessly. His anxious expression was clear to Luo Yaling.
“Look how anxious you are. I’m fine. Let’s eat. Sit down and eat. Why are you standing?” His actions made her laugh. He seemed more and more like a girl. Whoever marries him would be so lucky—handsome and a great cook. Right now, she was the one won over. Oh, looking at his beautiful face, if a girl married him, she’d be embarrassed. But he was still slightly less attractive than her!
If he were a girl, she’d definitely claim him as her sister. Having such a cute sister would be great. Huh? A guy? She could adopt him as her brother! Luo Yaling’s mind raced.
If Bin Zhengheng knew these thoughts, he might be heartbroken! “Here, eat this fish. It’s fresh.” He had personally selected it at the market.
“Mm, delicious. You eat too, stop just watching me,” Luo Yaling felt uncomfortable being stared at. He was so enthusiastic, continuously adding food to her bowl. The food was nearly reaching her chin.
“Hehe… enough, enough. I’ll do it myself, you eat too,” she finally said.
If he kept adding food, it would reach her chin; it was already piled like a small hill.
“Okay.” Only then did Bin Zhengheng pick up his bowl and chopsticks and start eating.
“Did you lock the door when you went out?” How could he come in if the door was locked? She didn’t remember giving him a key and didn’t know someone was in her home that morning.
