But in the next second, Lu Tian Tian reigned in her emotions, she and Rong Zi Chen were impossible, she couldn't let her thoughts wander.
"Here it is, fresh meat dumplings."
In a while, Rong Zi Chen came out with a bowl of steaming dumplings, carefully placing it in front of Lu Tian Tian.
The dumplings were in clear soup, with a poached egg on top, filling up a large bowl almost to the brink of overflowing.
Lu Tian Tian stared blankly at the dumplings in front of her, her eyes slightly moist.
"Eat it."
Rong Zi Chen handed the chopsticks to her. Seeing that Lu Tian Tian stayed motionless, he couldn't help but say again, "You hurt my foot, let me feed you."
"..."
Caught off guard, Rong Zi Chen already held a dumpling to her mouth.
"I hurt my foot, not my hand."
Lu Tian Tian was speechless.
"It's the same." Rong Zi Chen didn't want to miss this intimate opportunity.