That's What a Real Man's Like in the Morning

Pei Zhen was quite heartless.

Despite Fu Sichen's thoughtfulness in cooking the porridge and bringing it over, all Pei Zhen said was a very matter-of-factly 'so-so'.

The Little Brat Pei could be quite a character when he chose to be arrogant. Instead of getting angry, Fu Sichen lifted Pei Zhen's chin, bent over, and kissed him.

He tasted sweet.

There was little trace of the seafood porridge that he had just eaten.

Once the two started kissing, it was hard to stop. Their lips touched for a moment, and then, again and again. One couldn't bear to stop, and the other couldn't bear to withdraw. Pei Zhen mumbled, "I think it's sweet too… just skip the sugar when you cook porridge in the future."

His words tickled Fu Sichen, and he started to laugh. "No, there was no sugar at all."

Pei Zhen felt like a fool.