Lu Xingzhi blushed and accused, ever since Huo Jincheng kissed her like that, it was as if he was addicted.
From time to time, he would hold her and kiss her like that.
"It’s still there, still on you." Huo Jincheng’s alluring eyes half-closed as he lifted Lu Xingzhi’s chin, "Let me have another taste to see if it will fall off."
Lu Xingzhi widened her eyes, why was it always so sudden, without asking if she was willing.
"Zhi Zhi, you really taste good." After kissing, Huo Jincheng wasn’t satisfied yet.
"Go eat your meal!" Lu Xingzhi was embarrassed and didn’t want to pay him any mind.
"Come with me." Huo Jincheng looked at her warmly, his brows low.
"Okay." Lu Xingzhi obediently took his large hand.
Huo Jincheng noticed her taking the initiative to hold his hand, his eyes filled with deeper meaning, although she was taking the initiative, why did it feel like a child holding onto an elder?
They sat at the dining table, and Huo Jincheng served a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.
"I won’t drink it, I’ve already eaten." Lu Xingzhi shook her head and refused.
She had to control herself, or she would gain weight.
"Have a little more with me." Huo Jincheng’s voice was charming, like the perfect performance of an ancient zither, so deep it touched the heart.
Lu Xingzhi picked up the chopsticks, "Fine then!"
She actually didn’t eat much for dinner; she was used to eating alone, but ever since Huo Jincheng came along, somehow eating alone today didn’t have much appetite.
"Habits are truly terrifying." Lu Xingzhi took a sip of the soup and muttered.
"Zhi Zhi, what did you say?" Huo Jincheng heard her speak and paused, looking at her.
"I said you’re too good-looking." Lu Xingzhi perfunctorily replied.
"Thank you." Huo Jincheng naturally knew that’s not what she meant, but he still accepted it smugly.
After dinner, the two sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV for a while.
Huo Jincheng fed her a cherry, "Have you been adapting well at school these days?"
"It’s fine, nothing uncomfortable." After eating the cherry and spitting out the seed, Lu Xingzhi replied.
After talking for a while, Huo Jincheng asked, "How many boys have confessed to you?"
Huo Jincheng’s voice carried a hint of jealousy, "So, some boys really have confessed to you?"
"Yes, but I refused." Lu Xingzhi honestly said.
"Any good-looking ones?"
"None as good-looking as you." Lu Xingzhi’s answer really wasn’t to flatter Huo Jincheng, it was just straightforwardness.
"What if they’re better looking than me?" Huo Jincheng wasn’t entirely satisfied with that answer, so he continued to ask.
"To me, you’re the best looking, you’re the most important person to me in this world, no one is more important than you." Lu Xingzhi said seriously, without a hint of a lie, her eyes lifted, clean and clear.
Hearing this, Huo Jincheng forgave the fact that someone confessed to Lu Xingzhi.
This was something he could foresee.
Their little darling was so wonderful, he could notice it, so could others.
Thinking about it, Huo Jincheng suddenly laughed, pinched Lu Xingzhi’s cheek, and said, "Zhi Zhi, don’t you know I was jealous?"
Lu Xingzhi was dumbfounded for a few seconds, her face slightly frowned, and she kindly reminded, "Jealousy doesn’t taste good, don’t eat it."