Chi Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he held the teacup in front of him, his eyes wide open as he enjoyed the pleasant sensation of being enveloped in steam.
It was as if the rising temperature on his face wasn't due to Shen Yulou's words or glance.
It was caused by the tea.
His attention began to be diverted, and the warm steam gradually opened the pores on Chi Yuan's face, making his face feel hotter and hotter.
At this moment, he was very grateful that the bodies of interstellar humans had evolved to be heat-resistant enough.
How can you be the same as them?
“You are different from them.”
Shen Yulou looked up, her slender, green fingers slowly inserting into the gap between the knuckles of Chi Yuan's hand holding the teacup, trying to take the teacup out.
Chi Yuan gripped him tightly, trying to outdo him.
Shen Meiren certainly wouldn't give up.
"What's the difference? They're all soldiers on the battlefield, what's the difference?"
The cup is only so big; if you hold it with both hands at the same time, you're bound to bump into it no matter what.
Shen Yulou's hands were colder than his.
He slowly exhaled. The night was so quiet that he could always hear his heartbeat, which was hundreds of times stronger than usual.
The veins on his neck were throbbing.
"Yes, you are not only a soldier on the battlefield, you are also mine..."
Shen Yulou deliberately drew out the last syllable, and the little fox looked slyly at her lover.
"Still mine, my beloved."
He spoke slowly and deliberately, his sentences clear and distinct. He carefully observed Chi Yuan's expression, trying his best to make his tone imposing.
Chi Yuan's rapidly working mind suddenly went blank.
Hmm? No?
Did you fall in love with someone the first time you met?
What are we going to do on the second date? Go straight to bed?
"My sweetheart? Mr. Shen, are you joking? It seems like we've only just met?"
He struggled to react, unable to believe it, then chuckled softly on the back of the recliner, clearly taking it as a joke.
When faced with serious assertiveness, the best way to defuse the situation is to treat it as a joke and laugh it off.
“A joke? I don’t joke around easily.”
Shen Yulou stretched his legs, which had gone numb from sitting, and refilled Chi Yuan's nearly empty teacup with water.
The little one's babbling voice from the kitchen reached the ears of the two adults.
"I've known you for a long time."
"On the battlefield, at that time I had not yet taken human form; I was a vanilla essence that had just gained consciousness."
Chi Yuan frowned, his expression slightly strange.
"I've hardly ever come down from the starship, so what do you think of me?"
A liar who lies through his teeth.
He raised his chin and stared at Shen Yulou with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he had already won a round.
Stared at by Chi Yuan with ulterior motives, Shen Yulou lowered his head and coughed twice.
“You’ve come down from starships before, and I’ve seen you all.”
He gambled; he simply refused to believe that Chi Yuan had never disembarked from a starship.
Which time?
Chi Yuan propped his head up and tilted his head to look at him.
"Many times."
Shen Yulou looked back at him with great conviction.
"Describe the time that left the deepest impression on you."
He wanted to see how long this little liar could keep up the act.
Chi Yuan watched him leisurely, then picked up the teapot and gentlemanly poured water into Shen Yulou's cup.
"The deepest, the deepest..."
Shen Meiren desperately unleashed her thoughts, trying to construct a stunning, love-at-first-sight picture in her mind.
To fabricate something out of nothing, to speak nonsense.
"Oh dear!"
The baby's cries in the kitchen suddenly grew louder, drawing Chi Yuan's attention away.
"Is Mr. Shen's seed crying? Should Mr. Shen be comforted?"
Shen Yulou put down his leg and got up to check on the cub.
He just pinched a piece of dough from his kneaded dough and gave it to the child to play with. Now he's probably kneading the dough with his saliva. Why are you in such a hurry?
"What's wrong, baby? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Show Dad what you're doing."
Bring your head close, and you'll see pieces of dough all over the child's body, feet, and face.
Following her father's advice that Tuantuan should be used to make cakes and not eaten, the little one really resisted the urge to put it in his mouth.
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