Wei Anning quickly protected the caramel pudding in her arms, shaking her head like a bobblehead, "No, I just want to eat this."
His intentions, even if they were overly sweet, she couldn't bear to throw them away. Fearing that he would try to snatch it, she grabbed the silver spoon back and began to feed herself one spoonful after another.
Seeing this, Leng Youchen said, "Forcing yourself to eat something you don't like, there's really no helping you."
"This is the most delicious caramel pudding I've ever had, without question." As if worried he wouldn't believe her, she hastily added, "Really."
Leng Youchen laughed softly and shook his head; his sense of taste hadn't failed him, and he knew that the pudding was indeed too sweet. Yet her expression was one of such happiness and contentment, as if she had the whole world.
Actually, sometimes what a woman wants isn't jewelry or lavish clothes; you cooking a meal for her by hand can move her profoundly.