Xu Cheng’an became happier the more he thought about it. His wet eyes looked at Chen Jing, and he leaned in to kiss her lips, finally ending with a gentle, lingering French kiss, reluctant to part.
Chen Jing glanced at him, smiling helplessly: “You can’t even spare a moment. What will you do if the noodles get overcooked?”
Xu Cheng’an laughed and turned off the stove, serving the noodles and feeding her a chopstick: “They’re not overcooked. Try them?”
“Mm!”
Chen Jing swallowed a bite, the smooth and springy texture filling her taste buds. She immediately gave a thumbs up, praising him: “Delicious!”
Xu Cheng’an’s eyes lit up: “Really? Let me taste.”
He captured her lips, his tongue swirling around carefully and passionately. Chen Jing turned her head during a breath, avoiding his lips and glared at him: “Is this tasting noodles?”
Despite feeling good, Chen Jing was starting to feel overwhelmed. Her lips were swollen from kissing!
Xu Cheng’an licked his lips, smiling: “You taste better than the noodles.”
Chen Jing ignored him and started eating the noodles herself.
After a long time without response, he poked her waist: “Sis Ran…”
Actually, Shen Ran was younger than him, but Xu Cheng’an liked calling her Sis Ran, enjoying the feeling of being doted on.
“Sis Ran?”
“Shen Ran!” His voice suddenly rose.
She was focused on eating noodles, clearly hearing him but deliberately ignoring him. Xu Cheng’an felt uncomfortable, his grievances mounting.
After shouting, he immediately regretted it, softening his voice and looking at her anxiously: “…Sis Ran.”
Chen Jing finished her last bite, put down the bowl, and carefully organized her thoughts: “Cheng’an, do you feel we’re too clingy?”
Chen Jing had always believed Xu Cheng’an’s personality could be corrected, which is why she had been leisurely interacting with him, never mentioning healing. His previous outburst had indeed awakened her.
Whether his personality could be corrected was a minor issue, but his easily agitated emotions and tendency to collapse over small things were not acceptable. Chen Jing didn’t want him to remain in an emotionally unstable state.
“I don’t think so,” Xu Cheng’an felt wronged and complained: “I just feel like you don’t keep your word.”
Chen Jing was stunned: “How am I not keeping my word?”
