"Zhen'er, eat more of this, it's good for your health." Nan Sheng Guyao continued to pick up the dishes for Huang Yuezhen. He especially liked to pick up the dishes for Huang Yuezhen and watched her finish the dishes he gave her.
Guang, he felt a sense of accomplishment and was naturally in a particularly good mood.
"Here, have a sip of soup, be careful not to burn it." After saying that, he poured another bowl of soup for Huang Yuezhen and blew it carefully before handing it to her.
Nan Sheng's dark eyes flashed with light, "Do you want me to feed you?"
Huang Yuezhen stretched out her hand and took it, "No need. Nan Sheng Gu Yao, you can eat it yourself. I know what I want to eat. You can just eat your own."
"No, I want to feed you. Come on, open your mouth." Nan Sheng Gu Yao took the soup bowl from Huang Yuezhen's hand again, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, blew it gently and handed it to Huang Yuezhen.
Yue Zhen's lips.
Huang Yuezhen looked at the spoon Nan Sheng Gu Yao handed to her mouth, "Come on, Zhen'er, open your mouth, let's drink the soup. It's not hot at all, it's warm." Nan Sheng Gu Yao still coaxed her with a good temper.
Huang Yuezhen and several people in An Yao Hall were so shocked when they saw Nan Sheng Gu Yao treating Huang Yuezhen like this that they almost couldn't hold their chopsticks properly.
Xiao Changqing, on the other hand, ate his own. Anyway, he was used to it, and he had become accustomed to Nan Sheng Gu Yao being like this in front of Huang Yuezhen in the past few days.
When Qian Yi and Ling Feng saw this, they looked at each other. They were both thinking, is this still the legendary Nan Sheng Gu Yao? Why is it different from those rumors? It's not that Nan Sheng Gu Yao is so cold.
Like an iceberg, but just now Nan Sheng Guyao's expression and movements were as tender as water, nothing like an iceberg.
Nan Sheng Ruyue also kept picking up the dishes for Feng Juechen, and gave them all to Feng Juechen, the most delicious ones, regardless of whether Feng Juechen liked them or not.
The bowl has been piled up like a hill, and it can hardly be filled.
Feng Juechen was a little absent-minded. He only took a few bites of those dishes. Eating such delicious dishes in his mouth felt like chewing food without knowing the taste.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and kept drinking wine by himself, one cup after another. In his hands, it seemed as if the wine was all water.
Nan Sheng Gu Yao's fair and slender fingers held the spoon, still leaning against Huang Yuezhen's lips without moving at all. There was stubbornness in his eyes. If Huang Yuezhen didn't drink it, he would continue to be like this.
Huang Yuezhen stared at Nan Sheng Gu Yao. There were so many like this here. If he insisted on doing this, there was really nothing he could do to him. Huang Yuezhen finally opened his mouth and handed Nan Sheng Gu Yao the soup to his mouth to drink.
Got in.
At the same time, Feng Juechen took another glass of wine and drank it directly.
"Does it taste good?" Nan Sheng Gu Yao asked Huang Yuezhen with a slight smile on her face.
"Huang Yuezhen nodded, "It tastes good, drink some yourself."
"Then you feed me." Nan Sheng Gu Yao said shamelessly, opened his mouth slightly, and handed the soup bowl to Huang Yuezhen, hoping that Huang Yuezhen would feed him.
Huang Yuezhen felt that everyone's eyes at the table were on her, which really made her feel very embarrassed. Nan Sheng Gu Yao did this completely on purpose, "Nan Sheng Gu Yao, you have your own hands. Besides, the soup bowl is here."
Take it in your hand and drink it yourself. Can you please stop acting like a child?" Huang Yuezhen said these words very quietly, in a voice that the two of them could hear.