Ning Qiluo thought that she had brought dinner specifically for Jiang Yingchi.

Anyway, Jiang Yingchi is drunk now, so he's completely at her mercy. So, it's not a bad idea to coax him into having dinner now.

Ning Qiluo stood up and took his hand, saying, "You have to hold on tight, or you won't be able to find me if you let go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yingchi grabbed her hand tightly.

The two came out of the lounge and sat down at the coffee table.

Ning Qiluo told him to sit down, then took all the food out of the bag and placed it on the coffee table. She then took out the spoons and chopsticks and arranged them neatly.

After doing all that, she ladled some soup from the thermos and brought it to Jiang Yingchi's lips, saying, "Drink."

Jiang Yingchi didn't move.

Ning Qiluo said again, "You drink."

Jiang Yingchi opened his eyes halfway, his eyes filled with mist, and his body involuntarily moved closer to her: "You said feed me."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

His voice sounded softer and slightly coquettish than it had been during the day.

The thought of a man nearing thirty acting coquettishly made Ning Qiluo feel incredibly awkward.

But when I saw Jiang Yingchi's face, everything suddenly seemed normal.

Her boyfriend is really handsome.

Ning Qiluo, seeing how handsome he was, took a spoon and fed him soup.

Soup, to some extent, has a sobering effect.

Jiang Yingchi drank a few sips of soup, then stopped, tilted her head back, and pinched the space between her eyebrows.

The tissues are on the other end of the coffee table.

Ning Qiluo got up and was about to get a tissue when Jiang Yingchi suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand: "Don't go."

Ning Qiluo shook her head: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to get some paper."

He seemed very worried that she would leave.

Once he let go, Ning Qiluo took a tissue and handed it to him.

He didn't take it, and Ning Qiluo assumed he didn't need it, so she was about to put the tissue down. But Jiang Yingchi grabbed her wrist again and brought her hand holding the tissue to his face.

Then she slowly moved closer to his face, grasped his wrist, and used her hand to wipe her mouth.

He had his eyes open while he was wiping.

Her misty eyes weren't clear, but even so, it seemed as if he could see all of her in them.

Ning Qiluo found Jiang Yingchi especially adorable when he was slightly tipsy. She had never seen him like this before. She wiped him with a little force and said, "Okay."

Withdraw your hand.

Jiang Yingchi's lips were slightly red.

She used a bit too much force.

So Ning Qiluo reached out and touched his lips again, blowing on them to warm them: "Does it hurt?"

He kissed me directly.

He pushed her down onto the sofa, giving her light kisses, then deeper ones.

Ning Qiluo realized that although he was slightly drunk, he was completely unable to resist her temptation and would push her down at the slightest disagreement.

"Jiang Yingchi!"

She pressed her hand against his face.

He looked at her.

Ning Qiluo said, "Have something to eat, then go to sleep. I have to go."

“No,” he said.

Like a child throwing a tantrum.

Ning Qiluo laughed again; he was just too adorable. Then she pushed him up forcefully, making him lean against the sofa, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of meat, and fed it to his mouth: "Take a bite."

Jiang Yingchi opened her mouth and bit down.

As he ate slowly, his gaze remained fixed on her. Ning Qiluo let him stare at her, then wiped her mouth, mentally counting how many times he had kissed her that night.

After he swallowed, Ning Qiluo put another piece of green vegetable on his plate.

Jiang Yingchi didn't eat, and slightly turned her face away.

Ning Qiluo continued to feed him, saying, "You need a balanced diet of meat and vegetables."

Jiang Yingchi seemed not to hear and leaned back.

Ning Qiluo looked at the food she had picked up, then at Jiang Yingchi's expression of rejection: "Do you think this food is too green?"