SLEEP TALKING
[Yang Menghuo POV]
"I don't mind if you want to cry in front of me. You're also a human, in the end. But you can't show this in front of my parents, okay? You need to look strong, mighty, and cold. They are very traditional. Seeing a man crying like this would give a terrible impression to them."
"Okay, Jie…" Yang Menghuo replied. He finally released his Jie and then sat obediently at the dinner table. Ying Jie cooked Pork mince stir-fried with some other vegetables.
The smell of the food invoked Yang Menghuo's hunger as he waited impatiently for it.
After the food was ready, they ate together in harmony. Shi Ying stole some glance to Meng Bao once or twice, while Yang Menghuo did it a lot more time to his Ying Jie.
Both of them were ashamed that they couldn't hide their interest, but it was too obvious. None of them dared to deny it anymore. They ate in silence, and after dinner, Yang Menghuo stopped his Jie.