When scorching air meets the youth's gorgeous evaporation, it is that sense of isolation.

  The flaxen hair ends were dotted with warm light and slightly fluffy.

  Exquisite side face like a young man in a painting, one stroke at a time, outlining delicate eyebrows and eyes.

  Against the light, a beautiful shadow is cast on the side of the ceramic plate surrounded by a halo of light.

  I propped up my chin with one hand and let my arm fall on the sofa armrest, thinking that watching someone I liked make dinner was a great pleasure.

  I counted on my fingers, silently admiring his omnipotence, the model of a 24K good man in the new era, isn't it?

  "Mo Liang, I've kept my promise and your big meal is ready, come taste it." said the slender white hands holding a knife and fork with a shallow smile.

  "Alright." I responded loudly and walked with big strides to the dinner table, waiting quietly for him to sit down and dine together.

  The exquisite platter and the tantalizing aroma of the filet mignon seem to be on par with those made in Western restaurants.

  A plate of bacon butter spaghetti and two cups of freshly squeezed lemon juice, set against the backdrop of a beautifully decorated table.

  "Quickly taste it and see how my skills are." He sat down, his eyes slightly curved as he said.

  I cut off a small piece of steak, hmm...

  Tender and smooth in texture, sweet and juicy. Paired with the savory sauce, the aroma overflows, a luxurious treat for the taste buds.

  However... I slightly furrowed my brow and carefully savored with an expressionless face.

  "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

  A slightly puzzled expression paired with those enchanting eyes, that easily deceived appearance is somewhat cute.

  "Mmm... it's really delicious."

  Like a child's mischievous triumph, a smile burst forth, and the playful spark in his eyes faintly spread to the corners of his mouth.

  "Alright, you're really bold, actually daring to play me."

  "Is there?" He asked with an innocent face and shrugged his shoulders, saying it as if nothing was wrong.

  "Hmph, stealing my exclusive expression, Mu Liang, punish you by making you wash dishes for a while."

  I didn't respond, I just lowered my head and spoke, the smile spreading from the corner of my mouth had already exposed the sweetness in my heart.

  "Ah, you need to eat your fill before you have the energy to work."

  Compared to my slightly clumsy movements, he looked so elegant.

  Like crafting a work of art, carefree and lazy

  He pushed the diced beefsteak in front of me, and every slight movement and word showed his thoughtfulness.

  I received it, full of beautiful sweetness overflowing in that city, the unrestrained extension of beauty warmed that heart.

  In this way, a warm dinner was spent with him and I bickering back and forth, the harmonious atmosphere lost its initial estrangement.

  Unintentionally, many things have turned upside down, as if those two hearts are gradually drawing closer in an imperceptible way.

  In the end, as the host, the task of washing dishes was left to him, who was surrounded by warm hospitality.

  Taking advantage of his inattention, I carefully turned over that paper bag and from time to time looked back at him in the kitchen.

  The tension of being like a thief and the anxiety that could be discovered at any time accelerated the heartbeat.

  Perhaps because of being too nervous, repeatedly turning it over and over again still couldn't find that big head sticker of Wulong.

  "Mo Liang, are you looking for this?" The sudden voice came from beside her ear.

  Flaxen strands of hair lightly swept across her cheeks, and the warm air she exhaled ambiguously spread around her ears.

  A numb and tingling sensation spread to the fingertips.

  "I, I... no, just appreciating, yes, appreciating."

  His pale disguise and guilty eyes only added to the curve of his mouth.

  The sapphire-like eyes slightly curved into a smile, captivating the city...

  If the sparkles in her eyes can't be defined as flirtation, then it must be an even more beautiful smile.

  "Hmm, what to do? I originally planned to return it to you if Yan Xiang wanted it, but now it seems better for me to keep it myself."

  "Sū, xī, chàn, nǐ yā de wǒ bù rěn le."

  Translation: "Su, Xi, Chen, I can't take it anymore!"

  Ahh, uncle can bear it but aunt cannot, I who was infuriated to the point of smoke coming out of my seven orifices didn't care about image or rationality and immediately turned around to grab.

  "Sometimes I buy it, frosty and cool, you are really carefree."

  He was knocked down on the sofa with a smile at the corner of his mouth, saying slightly ambiguous words.

  "I just wanted to take a photo, nothing else."

  Who knew you were so fierce when you fought that day, who knew a light push would make you fall...

  My face slightly red, his deliberate twisted explanation seemed even more pale for some reason.

  "Just kidding, but you really blush easily." He stood up with a faint smile, gently ruffling my hair as he teased me, who was lowering my head and casting down my eyes.

  Concealed beneath the hair is a rosy cheek and an overly rapid heartbeat, when the boiling air encounters the youth's beauty, what evaporates is that sense of distance.

  It's been a while since the new book period ended and Yan Xie's name was removed from the new book chart, her performance has dropped drastically. [expressing great helplessness]

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