She gave him a humorous glare and took a new bowl to divide the food into small portions for him to eat bit by bit.
While Xia Zheng ate, he didn't forget to scoop up a dumpling with his spoon to feed Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan's face turned red, and she turned her head away, refusing to take it. It was unknown how much time had passed, but when she turned back, the stubborn spoon was still waiting in front of her. Lin Yuan felt a warmth in her heart, bit her lip, and ate the small dumpling from the spoon in one bite.
It wasn't too hot, but it felt warm and sweet in her mouth.
Only then did Xia Zheng satisfactorily lift the corners of his lips and went back to eating his meal.
While chewing on the dumpling in her mouth, Lin Yuan noticed that this guy hadn't dried his hair after his bath; strands of damp hair were sticking to his forehead, occasionally dropping water droplets.