He leaned down and gently kissed her.
She was very sweet, with a sweet fragrance on her lips and in her hair.
Feng Jingxuan couldn't quite pinpoint his feelings for her, but his body was reacting to this woman.
With a slap.
Nan Xia finally reacted, her palm striking the back of Feng Jingxuan's hand.
His hand turned red instantly.
Feng Jingxuan's face was stern: "If you keep playing hard to get, it's not interesting."
Nan Xia: "..."
Just now, her mind was indeed not capable of rational thought, but this type of incident would definitely not happen again.
She didn't want to continue arguing with a man on this topic.
"Get out. I need to make a medicinal meal with Chenchen."
Mentioning Chenchen, Feng Jingxuan's expression softened slightly.
He looked at the ingredients in front of him and said somewhat awkwardly: "I can help."
She had also cooked for Chenchen before because Chenchen had severe anorexia and was unwilling to eat anything.