And Meng Xinian was tall, standing at 189 cm! His tall and upright stature took up almost the entire seat as soon as he sat down, and his long legs hardly fit!
Plus, his arms were long too. So naturally, when he let them down, they would touch her elbow!
Another thing, people like Yu Hang wouldn’t sit so close to her when they sat down, right?
"So, do you like someone this tall?" Meng Xinian caught her fist as it came towards him, leaned in closer to her, his voice low and magnetic.
Chiang Xiao felt as if she were trapped in his embrace.
Looking into his dark, shiny, and profound eyes, her heartbeat skipped a beat.
Meng Xinian moved even closer to her and asked in a low voice, "Do you like me?"
What kind of rhythm was this?
Chiang Xiao was stunned, her face flushed, his breath overwhelmingly enveloping her.
Meng Xinian pulled her towards him, not letting her retreat, "Answer me, or I’ll kiss you."
Heaven knows how much he wanted to kiss her.
Ever since he found out how she had fed him water, he had dreamt of such scenes for many a night.
"Like!" Chiang Xiao blurted out quickly.
A smile flickered in Meng Xinian’s eyes, but his expression showed a hint of disappointment.
"I thought you would resist a little longer, then I could have my wish fulfilled," he said, gently pinching her nose, sighing, "Chiang Xiaoxiao, I like you too, in a way that makes the heart ache and swell."
Chiang Xiao was dumbfounded.
So, he insisted on coming to the classroom just to sit in Yu Hang’s seat and confess his feelings to her?
Afterward, even when Yu Hang sat beside her, the memory that came to mind whenever she saw that seat was of him sighing and saying he liked her too.
Coming out of school, where did Chiang Xiao still have any anger left in her?
On their leisurely walk home, neither of them spoke, yet they felt as if their hearts were floating.
Once home, Meng Xinian took a tour of the house.
Though it wasn’t as big as the one in the provincial capital, it was certainly spacious enough for three people, and it even boasted an enormous rooftop terrace.
Chiang Xiao went out to take a look and couldn’t help but laugh.
"The vegetables haven’t even frozen to death; perfect, we’ll cook dinner ourselves tonight!"
Picking a melon, harvesting some greens, and then getting Meng Xinian to go out and buy some eggs for a scallion fried egg, their first dinner together, though simple, was deliciously prepared by Chiang Xiao.
Meng Xinian had three bowls of rice.
In the end, Chiang Xiao couldn’t resist brewing him a pot of flower tea to help with digestion.
Meng Xinian sat on the sofa watching her pour the tea, and couldn’t help asking, "Little, how many types of tea have you studied on your own? Does each have a strong effect?"
"Uh, not that many, just six or seven types, and their effects are quite distinct from each other."
"Where did you get the flowers? Where did the tea leaves come from?" Meng Xinian asked again.
Chiang Xiao’s hand trembled.
"Because others might ask you the same question." Meng Xinian took a sip of the tea, which was indeed fragrant and refreshing with an excellent taste.
"Huali Tea Garden..." Chiang Xiao winked at him.
Meng Xinian couldn’t help but laugh, somewhat defenseless against her act of coquetry, wanting to pull her into his embrace yet worried about losing control.
"You can only be this insistent with me. If someone else went to the Huali Tea Garden and asked, they would find out," he shook his head and said, "So, try not to offer tea to others too often."
Chiang Xiao spoke weakly: "Actually, I found those flowers on Bai Gu Mountain a long time ago."
"Bai Gu Mountain is a good place."