With Feng Si around, the atmosphere at the dining table was naturally lively.
Feng Si noticed that Xiao Shu and Yin Rong were sitting together. Although their actions weren't intimate, Yin Rong ate the food Xiao Shu picked for her.
Picking up food.
This was a very intimate thing in itself.
If Feng Si picked up food for Yu Huang, she would definitely throw the entire bowl of rice into the trash can in disdain.
After all, the chopsticks were stained with other people's saliva.
Feng Si's gaze turned slightly and landed on Xiao Shu and Yin Rong.
Xiao Shu combed his red hair behind his back and raised his chin at Feng Si. "Why are you looking at me?! Are you in love with me?"
Feng Si chuckled. "Senior, you really know how to joke. I only feel in love when I look in the mirror."
"How narcissistic!" Xiao Shu knocked Feng Si's head with his chopsticks.
Feng Si held his aching head and said, "Senior, you're with Yin Rong?"
