The setting sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Fu Yanshen and I sat facing each other, surrounded by a table full of delicious food.
I was starving, my stomach was practically sticking to my back, and I was wolfing down the spaghetti with my fork, devouring it in no time.
Fu Yanshen slowly and methodically cut the steak, then stood up and placed it in front of me. I took the plate and began to eat with gusto.
"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke, you'll look like an African refugee." The man stroked the back of my head, his magnetic voice full of affection.
I looked up and rolled my eyes at him.
Isn't it all thanks to him?
Fu Yanshen: "Isn't it your fault?"
He actually turned around and blamed me, which made my eyes widen even more.
Fu Yanshen leaned down and whispered in my ear, "It's your fault for being too beautiful."
"Cough cough cough..."
Hearing him suddenly utter a cheesy love confession, I almost choked on a bite of steak and turned to face the trash can, coughing incessantly.
"You dog Qiaoqiao—" Fu Yanshen patted my back while complaining through gritted teeth.
"I finally managed to say it without any shame, and you're such a spoilsport!"
My throat finally felt better. After sitting up straight, I looked at his stern face and couldn't help but chuckle. I asked curiously, "Did you learn that online?"
"You used to teach me a cheesy pickup line every day, have you forgotten?"
He sat back down opposite me and glanced at me.
"Really? You're kidding me, right? Would I do something so pointless?" I pretended to be naive.
Fu Yanshen glanced at me again, "Seriously, Sheng Beichen will definitely keep bothering you, you'd better move out of the apartment."
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