Wen Nuan turned her head and looked at Gu Yanzhi, who was standing against the light. He was holding a dessert in his hand, her favorite.
The moment she saw Gu Yanzhi's silhouette, the corners of Wen Nuan's lips naturally curved into a faint smile.
Gu Yanzhi stepped forward to stand in front of Wen Nuan and handed her the dessert. "Honey, you must be hungry. Have some dessert to tide you over."
"Mm."
Wen Nuan reached out to take it.
Using the delicate spoon, she scooped a small bite and fed it into her mouth.
He stood in front of her, took off his coat, and draped it over her shoulders.
Wen Nuan looked up. "Honey, it's okay, I'm not cold…"
Before she could finish speaking, Gu Yanzhi suddenly leaned down close to her. "Honey, look at you, you've got it all over your mouth."
His kiss playfully landed at the corner of her lips, his tongue brushing past. "Eat slower; no one's competing with you."
Wen Nuan was visibly stunned.