"Well, Huangfulian, if you don't mind, do you want me to help you?" Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath and asked cautiously, her eyes never moving away from his face, observing Huangfulian's expression to avoid
His words hurt his self-esteem.
"No need." Huangfulian smiled, grabbed the chopsticks again, and prepared to eat.
However, the hand holding the chopsticks had just stretched out, and before he could reach the dishes on the plate, the chopsticks in his hand fell again, and hit the porcelain plate with a "clang" sound, making a crisp sound.
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
Huangfulian's face showed an embarrassed expression.[
Jiang Nanyan said nothing, quickly picked up the chopsticks and put them away, took the bowl from Huangfulian's hand, scooped out half a spoonful of rice with a spoon, and brought it to Huangfulian's mouth.
Huangfulian looked at him intently, her dark eyes seemed to be burning with fire, so bright that she could almost burn him.
Jiang Nanyan felt uncomfortable when Huang Fulian looked at her. She turned her eyes away from him and moved the spoon forward in her hand, "Eat quickly. It will be bad for your stomach if it gets cold in a while."
Huangfulian still didn't move, just looking at Jiang Nanyan steadily. It wasn't until her hand holding the spoon trembled slightly that she could no longer bear his burning gaze and wanted to take it back. Huangfulian held her hand.
He raised his wrist, slowly opened his mouth, and took a mouthful of white rice.