"Oh? Then take it easy. This meal is mine. I won't give it to you. Come back another day."

"Thank you."

Jiang Nan moved his chopsticks, but the taste was still the same.

But I can’t get that feeling anymore.

He hesitated and did not move his chopsticks again. He stared into the distance like a sculpture without blinking his eyelids.

Lin Ruolan looked at Jiang Nan's side face and suddenly felt that his melancholy eyes made her feel a little distressed.

It's vague, as if there are many stories to tell, but they are hidden in the heart and bear everything silently alone.

That kind of vicissitudes and stability is what she likes, she has to admit.

I don't know why, but I looked a little lost in thought.

"Sister, the soup is spilled." He Handong reminded in a low voice.

"Oh, sorry."

Lin Ruolan's pretty face turned red and she quickly looked away. In her panic, she still overturned the bowl and heated it.

She yelled softly and her hands turned a little red.

Jiang Nan immediately held her hand, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and wiped it gently.

His loving look made Lin Ruolan feel so shy that she bit her lip and was at a loss.

I wanted to retract my hand, but his grip was extremely tight.

"You're so careless, go get some medicine." Jiang Nan stood up.

"No need, it's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about." Lin Ruolan shook her head gently.

"I said you need some medicine, so you must. Come with me now."

Jiang Nan held Lin Ruolan's hand domineeringly, turned around and left without saying a word.

Lin Ruolan was behind him, feeling shy and anxious, so she had no choice but to follow him.

He Handong was left with a confused look on his face, noodles in his mouth, looking stupidly.

"Hey, you two..."
Chapter completed!