Su Shu's face was slightly red as she looked down to eat.
"You're just watching me eat? There's still rice at home, should I make you some?"
Tang Zelin pressed her down, his eyes and brows relaxing, "No need, I ate at the military canteen before coming back."
"Oh."
Tang Zelin's cooking skills had indeed surprised Su Shu. She thought someone as busy as him wouldn't have the time to fuss over such things, yet not only could he cook, he was quite good at it, too. It really was... death by comparison.
While accompanying her at the meal, Tang Zelin observed her figure.
"What is it?"
After being sized up several times, Su Shu felt uneasy. How could she eat calmly when being stared at while eating?
Especially Tang Zelin's looking over, which always made her feel as if she weren't wearing anything, a bit embarrassing.
"Stop looking around, just eat properly. I'm going to wash my face first."
"Alright."