Just as he was picking it out, her face was held up, and her surprised gaze just happened to shine into his dark and deep eyes.
"You're not stupid, how come you don't know that porridge is eaten with your mouth? Do you think you want to eat porridge too?" Murong Xitian's tone was teasing, but his movements of wiping the rice soup off her face were very gentle.
He smiled again, and he smiled so gently!
He looked so charming like this. She really liked him transformed into a spring sun, so warm that he seemed to turn the frozen earth into a pool of spring water.
Xia Ziluo looked at him infatuatedly, until he noticed her overly focused gaze and a smile appeared in his eyes, she was shocked to realize that she was a nymphomaniac again.
"I just forgot to hold the spoon in my hand for a moment...Besides, if you hadn't stared at me, why would I have reached out to wipe my face when I thought it was dirty?" Xia Ziluo pushed Murong Xitian's hand away embarrassedly, and then
He quickly took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve and rubbed it up and down on his face vigorously.
Murong Xitian frowned slightly when he saw her exerting so much force, and a feeling of distress arose in his heart involuntarily: "Your face is not made of stone, why are you exerting so much force?" As he said that, he grabbed her hand and wanted to hold her in his hand.
She grabbed the silk handkerchief and wiped the last bit of rice water from the corners of her lips.
"Murong, you finally came back today..." Xi Muyun's words stopped abruptly after entering the door.
This, it seems like he came at the wrong time.
Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo were very close to each other, almost touching each other. Moreover, Murong Xitian also grabbed one of Xia Ziluo's hands. Xia Ziluo seemed unwilling and was about to retract his hand with the other hand.
He was also pressing on Murong Xitian's chest, seemingly pushing him and not wanting him to get closer.
This, this... no matter how you look at this scene, it looks like Murong Xitian is planning to use force, but Xia Ziluo is unwilling? But... this is wrong, the plot shouldn't be like this!
The opposite should be true. Xia Ziluo planned to use force, but Murong Xitian was always unwilling!
Xi Muyun subconsciously rubbed his ears, feeling a little confused: "What are you doing?" As soon as he finished asking, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and took a step back.
"Did I come at the wrong time?" Although he wanted to find out what was going on, he also wanted to continue watching the show.
But at this time, he should hide and watch secretly. If he is so blatant, he won't see anything, and he will be kicked away by the male protagonist in the play.
"No." Xia Ziluo was so embarrassed that he turned red all the way from his ears to his neck.
She hurriedly pushed Murong Xitian away, distanced herself from him, and quickly wiped off the rice water from the corners of her lips with a silk handkerchief: "Um, you have something to do with Murong Xitian, right? You guys can chat, and I'll come back for a meal. Haha..."
She laughed awkwardly, turned around and ran away.
As a result, she ran in a hurry and tripped on her toe when crossing the threshold. The pain caused her little face to clench into a ball, and her facial expression looked like "囧".
When Murong Xitian saw it, he instinctively planned to walk over and reach out to help him. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly realized that Xi Muyun was staring at him for a good show, so he had to stop his posture, but his arm was frozen in mid-air.
In this moment of hesitation, Xia Ziluo had already disappeared.
There were only two people left in the room, and Xi Muyun was staring at Murong Xitian: "Why, did he lose his mind just after he left?"
"It's you who lost your soul. Look at the red clothes you wear every day. If it weren't for my palace, others would have thought you had wandered into a waiter's shop." Murong Xitian calmly retracted his arm, turned around and walked back to the table.
He sat down in front of him. As he was digging, her face was held up, and her surprised eyes just happened to shine into his dark and deep eyes.
"You're not stupid, how come you don't know that porridge is eaten with your mouth? Do you think you want to eat porridge too?" Murong Xitian's tone was teasing, but his movements of wiping the rice soup off her face were very gentle.
He smiled again, and he smiled so gently!
He looked so charming like this. She really liked him transformed into a spring sun, so warm that he seemed to turn the frozen earth into a pool of spring water.
Xia Ziluo looked at him infatuatedly, until he noticed her overly focused gaze and a smile appeared in his eyes, she was shocked to realize that she was a nymphomaniac again.
"I just forgot to hold the spoon in my hand for a moment...Besides, if you hadn't stared at me, why would I have reached out to wipe my face when I thought it was dirty?" Xia Ziluo pushed Murong Xitian's hand away embarrassedly, and then
He quickly took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve and rubbed it up and down on his face vigorously.
Murong Xitian frowned slightly when he saw her exerting so much force, and a feeling of distress arose in his heart involuntarily: "Your face is not made of stone, why are you exerting so much force?" As he said that, he grabbed her hand and wanted to hold her in his hand.
She grabbed the silk handkerchief and wiped the last bit of rice water from the corners of her lips.
"Murong, you finally came back today..." Xi Muyun's words stopped abruptly after entering the door.
This, it seems like he came at the wrong time.
Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo were very close to each other, almost touching each other. Moreover, Murong Xitian also grabbed one of Xia Ziluo's hands. Xia Ziluo seemed unwilling and was about to retract his hand with the other hand.
He was also pressing on Murong Xitian's chest, seemingly pushing him and not wanting him to get closer.
This, this... no matter how you look at this scene, it looks like Murong Xitian is planning to use force, but Xia Ziluo is unwilling? But... this is wrong, the plot shouldn't be like this!
The opposite should be true. Xia Ziluo planned to use force, but Murong Xitian was always unwilling!
Xi Muyun subconsciously rubbed his ears, feeling a little confused: "What are you doing?" As soon as he finished asking, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and took a step back.
"Did I come at the wrong time?" Although he wanted to find out what was going on, he also wanted to continue watching the show.
But at this time, he should hide and watch secretly. If he is so blatant, he won't see anything, and he will be kicked away by the male protagonist in the play.
"No." Xia Ziluo was so embarrassed that he turned red all the way from his ears to his neck.
She hurriedly pushed Murong Xitian away, distanced herself from him, and quickly wiped off the rice water from the corners of her lips with a silk handkerchief: "Um, you have something to do with Murong Xitian, right? You guys can chat, and I'll come back for a meal. Haha..."
She laughed awkwardly, turned around and ran away.
As a result, she ran in a hurry and tripped on her toe when crossing the threshold. The pain caused her little face to clench into a ball, and her facial expression looked like "囧".
When Murong Xitian saw it, he instinctively planned to walk over and reach out to help him. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly realized that Xi Muyun was staring at him for a good show, so he had to stop his posture, but his arm was frozen in mid-air.
In this moment of hesitation, Xia Ziluo had already disappeared.
There were only two people left in the room, and Xi Muyun was staring at Murong Xitian: "Why, did he lose his mind just after he left?"
"It's you who lost your soul. Look at the red clothes you wear every day. If it weren't for my palace, others would have thought you had wandered into a waiter's shop." Murong Xitian calmly retracted his arm, turned around and walked back to the table.
