Lu xuechen frowned slightly as he placed the spoon to his mouth and gently blew on it. His delicate and warm tone was light and coaxing,""It shouldn't be too hot now. Hurry up and eat it, or it'll be too cold and bad for your stomach ..."
Everything he did was so natural that Lin Jiayu suddenly stopped feeling awkward and embarrassed. As she looked into his eyes, she opened her mouth slightly and held the spoon in her mouth.
Even though they were a contract couple, they were still friends.
And after last night, her impression of Lu xuechen had completely changed. Lu xuechen was actually a good man.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Lin Jiayu smiled at him,""Thank you," she said.
Not just this bowl of porridge, but also last night.
Lu xuechen placed the bowl to the side and wiped the porridge stain from the corner of her mouth,"there's no need to thank me."