Mu Yunsheng's Happiness.

At three gentle knocks falling on her door, Tang Yu opened it. She stared at the person standing at the door with a lick of pleasant surprise swirling in her eyes.

"I've come for lunch." Mu Yunsheng said gently, before entering inside. The doorway wasn't wide enough for two people to stand side by side together under the doorframe. Hence, his broad shoulder brushed against hers. 

"Oh," Tang Yu didn't think much of it. She watched him reaching for the towel hanging from a row of hooks behind the door, before wiping his face in it. So, he freshened up first thing after coming.

Tang Yu knew somehow she would be knocked out of autopilot, while dealing with Mu Yunsheng. Or else, she would have held it against him for force-feeding her. 

"You don't always come for lunch, do you?" Tang Yu asked, leaning against the door with her hands sandwiched between her back and a door panel. She couldn't help noticing a happy air around Mu Yunsheng.