Hearing Xia Wanyuan's words, Jun Shiling was stunned. Xia Wanyuan, who was cooking noodles with her head lowered, had half of her face covered by a tall fur collar, revealing only her picturesque eyebrows. Her long eyelashes were filled with steam, making her look like a beautiful jade, gentle and graceful.
He had only casually made a joke with Xia Wanyuan in the afternoon to tease her. He was not such a petty person.
What he did not expect was that Xia Wanyuan would really take this matter to heart.
Jun Shiling's heart skipped a beat. He hugged Xia Wanyuan from behind and rested his head on her shoulder. "I was just joking with you. Actually, there's no need to do this specially."
Xia Wanyuan fished the noodles out of the pot. "It's not a big deal. You're the only one who can treat me well, but I'm not allowed to satisfy your little wish?"
"Are you done scooping?" Jun Shiling's voice was low as he watched Xia Wanyuan busy herself.
