"Eat slowly, chew carefully; otherwise, you will not digest well. Have you forgotten how your stomach swelled up last time?" Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao'ai, who was enjoying her meal with relish, and found his own appetite unusually good.
"You should eat too." Wen Xiao'ai picked up a piece of meat and brought it to Jun Moyan's mouth, watching him with a giggly smile.
As Jun Moyan gazed at her very pretty smiling face, he asked, "Why do you like to smile so much?"
"Because I'm happy."
"Do you have to smile when you're happy?"
"I don't know if you have to smile when you're happy but whenever I am, I just can't help wanting to smile." Wen Xiao'ai moved her chopsticks towards his mouth again.
Jun Moyan lowered his eyes to look at the piece of meat brought to his lips and opened his mouth to eat it.
"Does it taste good?"
"Mhm."
"Jun Moyan, you look super handsome when you smile, you should smile more. Don't be cold-faced all day long; I love seeing you smile the most."