Yun Wei thought to himself that Isaac's gaze was a bit too intense.
That gaze was unwavering, deep and focused, almost scalding him.
He knew that if he continued to stare at each other like that, he would feel very uncomfortable, so he decided to go to the window and open it to let in some fresh air.
But after taking only two steps, he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance.
He quickly looked around and asked Isaac, "Isaac, what delicious food did you make?"
Soon, he saw the box on the small round table by the window.
Isaac seemed to suddenly come to his senses and rushed forward in one stride, trying to put the box away.
But Yun Wei stopped him, asking curiously, "What's in the box? I've already seen it."
The strong knight, fearing he might hurt his frail master, abruptly stopped halfway through his charge. He possessed immense strength, yet could only watch helplessly as Yun Wei opened the box.
Isaac sighed and said helplessly, "Didn't you say that you would prepare a cake for your birthday in your original world...? I tried to make one, but I didn't have much experience, and it collapsed after a short while."
He waited for Yun Wei in the room, but Yun Wei did not come up for a long time.
Then he noticed that the cake he had made had collapsed over time, just like his mood at the time. He was about to clean it up when Silver knocked on the door and asked him to go to the sword room.
He was already annoyed, so he simply closed the door and followed the other person.
After that, his attention was focused on Yun Wei, and he forgot about the cake that was still in the room.
However, Isaac knew that a collapsed cake was ugly; the frosting had melted, and the edges were incredibly blurry, making it look like a child's toy.
Such food is not worthy of being presented to Yun Wei.
Isaac thought dejectedly that Yun Wei deserved the finest food. He still remembered how Yun Wei had looked with a poor appetite when they first met, which left him feeling uneasy and uneasy.
But at that moment, he heard the praise of his sovereign—
"Wow, Isa, you're amazing! You actually made it, and it looks pretty good."
Yun Wei praised sincerely.
When he opened the box, he saw the cake lying there quietly.
This is a rather luxurious cake, although it is only decorated with cream and fruit.
However, if we consider the mountain of colorful and diverse fruits:
Raspberries, strawberries, sweet oranges, honeydew melons, iced pears, candied chestnuts...
At this time of year, the market offers a wide variety of fruits, and even in my previous life, such a fruit cake would have been quite expensive.
Moreover, apart from the sweet berries, all other fruits were carefully cut into small pieces and sculpted into incredibly cute shapes.
There are stars, seashells, whales, and clouds.
At the bottom of the fruit pile, the pale yellow cream, without any added coloring, reflects a delicate luster under the soft light and smells of fresh milk.
Just as Yun Wei was about to find a knife, he heard Isaac's low, mournful voice drift over, "But it's already collapsed."
Upon hearing this, he was taken aback, noticing Isaac's current dejected mood.
His tall boyfriend was hanging his head, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
It was like being caught in a downpour; utterly pathetic.
Yun Wei pursed his lips and apologized earnestly, "I'm sorry, Issa. I really made you wait for so long..."
“It’s alright, Yun. It’s nothing…” Isaac shook his head, but still said, “Let me get rid of it, and I’ll make you a better one next time.”
"No!" Yun Wei quickly protected the cake behind him. "Wasting food will bring divine retribution."
Frugality was a virtue he had always admired, and having lived through the end times, he knew even more the value of food.
Although Yunwei had no appetite in the past, he never wasted food.
"Besides, it collapsed because you piled up too much fruit. It's okay, it'll all be cut up and eaten anyway," Yun Wei comforted him. Before Isaac could speak, he took out some cutlery from his spatial storage.
After neatly dividing his cake, he glanced at the other person and asked Isaac if he wanted some.
The servant in front of him, who was staring at him with extreme tension, naturally shook his head.
For poor Issa, human food tasted like nothing at all.
"Alright then, I won't stand on ceremony." Yun Wei regretfully forked a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
Um……
The cake was indeed soft and delicate, with a gentle, sweet flavor that melted in your mouth.
Yes, it's a bit too sweet.
It was indeed delicious, but it was so sweet that I felt guilty eating it.
Yun Wei quietly finished the cake on the plate.
"How is it?" Isaac asked anxiously.
"It's alright, but... it's a bit too sweet for me." After hesitating for a moment, Yun Wei still told the truth.
His main concern was that Isaac might make him such sweet desserts again next time.
He doesn't exercise much, so he'll probably gain weight.
Seeing the other person lower their eyes in disappointment, Yun Wei quickly added, "I'm sorry, Issa, this is a matter of personal taste and preference, not your problem. You've already done very well!"
He quickly put down his cutlery, put his arm around Isaac's tight waist, and looked into the other's eyes to explain earnestly.
Unbeknownst to Yun Wei, there was still a smear of cream on the corner of his lips that hadn't been wiped off.
At this moment, the pale yellow cream was moving up and down with his parting red lips, like a silent temptation.
He was still thanking him in a glib manner, completely unaware of Isaac's increasingly deep pupils.
"In short, I want to thank Issa very sincerely. Thank you, Issa, for what you did for me—"
His voice suddenly stopped.
Because he could clearly feel the other person's cold fingertips gripping his chin.
In his shimmering eyes, he saw the tall knight's eyelashes lowered, slowly bringing his lips closer.
The cool, moist sensation was fleeting.
Yun Wei's mind went blank.
The momentary blankness of his mind intensified, especially when Isaac finished his previous actions and put his arm around his waist.
Yun Wei saw that the other person's smoky gray eyes had opened and were now staring down at him.
He even forgot to breathe.
Then he saw Isaac use his fingertip to scoop up a smear of cream from the cake next to him and carefully apply it to his lips.
The scene and the feelings...
Yun Wei thought he might remember it for the rest of his life.
The sensation of the other person's cold, rough fingertips sweeping up the smooth, sweet cream and gently brushing against his lips was so peculiar, like tiny sparks of electricity, that it made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
But he didn't want to resist at all. Instead, in his helplessness, he tightened his grip on the other man's strong lower back even more.
The temperature in the room seemed to rise suddenly, and in the heart-pounding silence, the faint sound of water could be heard.
...
After a long while, amidst his own dazed, panting breaths, the nearly insane magician heard his boyfriend's ambiguous agreement—
"Yun, you're right, it really is very sweet."
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