Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty Chapter 246: The Gentle Psychiatrist (16)

Since Cheng Ying did not say anything, they, of course, did not have the guts to say anything as well, and thus, the servants imdiately left the room to give the two privacy after they did their needed work without dilly-dallying for too long.

"Hmm," Yue Ran humd, slowly stirring awake. She blinked a few tis in confusion before looking around in a daze. "Did I fall asleep?" she asked, particularly to no one, before she spotted Cheng Ying not far away from her. "Sorry, I usually fall asleep easily on rainy days. Are you hungry? You should eat first."

Yue Ran stretched her hands and body slightly from her position and looked at Cheng Ying with a smile. There was no trace of embarrassnt on her face, which made Cheng Ying relax a lot.

"Well, that is it for today's consultation," Yue Ran said. "I will leave first. You should eat more."

Seemingly realizing that she had stayed too long and that it might affect the young man's al ti, Yue Ran stood up to pat non-existent dust off her clothes before saying goodbye.

"See you next ti," Yue Ran said with a smile. "Feel free to contact if you have any questions for ."

Yue Ran had already reached the door of the room when she said this, but she stopped in her tracks when she heard Cheng Ying's voice.

"Well, I do not mind," Cheng Ying said with caution. "How about… we... well, eat together?"

Yue Ran turned her body to face the young man and smiled at him.

He knew that Yue Ran was always smiling, but he had never seen her smile like this before—at least not to him, and not with his own eyes.

The smile that she had on her face right now was different from the others before. It was as if all the brilliance of the sun, the moon, and the stars had gathered on her face. Her eyes seed to contain an endless sky, and the glittering stars entered her eyes.

Cheng Ying looked a little silly and dazed when faced with a dazzling sight like this.

He heard Yue Ran ask him, "Can I?"

"Uh, um, yes," was his stuttering answer.

First, he looked at her and nodded, then looked at the plate in front of him and nodded, and then he finally looked out the window in embarrassnt.

What was he even feeling?

There was only a small dining table in Cheng Ying's room. Yue Ran walked over to the seat opposite the young man and sat down. As if he were afraid that Yue Ran would regret her decision to stay, Cheng Ying quickly pressed the food delivery button again before she could say anything.

When the food delivery button was pressed for the second ti, the servants quickly guessed that Yue Ran might also want to eat dinner here, so they quickly prepared another portion for her. But when they actually saw the two—Yue Ran and Cheng Ying—sitting and eating dinner together at a table with their own two eyes, they were still inevitably a little excited.

It has been several years since their young master had eaten with others for a al. What a great day it was!

There was no conversation between the two of them while they had their al, since they were both very quiet. While chewing on his food, Cheng Ying would silently raise his head to look at Yue Ran from his peripheral vision from ti to ti. Yue Ran's posture when eating was very elegant, as if she were not eating a homade al but rather so high-end French cuisine.

And her posture does not look artificial or strange at all; it is extrely natural, with elegance radiating from the inside out. Cheng Ying recalled while chewing that Yue Ran had always seed to have been such a perfect person; even if she had accidentally fallen asleep just now, her sleeping face and posture were still so elegant, refined, soothing, and serene.

Yue Ran seed to be different from everyone he knew.

The young woman seed to hold not even one negative side and was always so gentle and considerate, just like the holy divine sculptures he had seen before when he had visited the church a few tis. No matter when and where, she would always look at everyone with compassion, a gentle smile, equality, and tenderness.

However, people like those in the church feel like they have a divine will bound to them, which makes them feel kind yet cold and distant, but Yue Ran was not the sa. She is… warm. She is pleasant. And she is comfortable to be with.

Cheng Ying's heart suddenly beat a little faster.

"The al is very delicious," Yue Ran said. "Do you like the black pepper mashed potatoes? I like it a lot."

Yue Ran gently dabbed her mouth with a tissue after eating, and with her actions, she had inevitably wiped off and lightened so of her lipstick, making her lips look less red. She pointed to the mashed potatoes in the al in front of Cheng Ying and comnted softly.

She found that Cheng Ying subconsciously ate a lot when he was peeking at her. So Yue Ran had simply guessed that he had preferred eating this one over the rest.

"Um, yes, I like it too," was Cheng Ying's answer.

Although Cheng Ying looked a little dull when replying, Yue Ran could tell from his faster-than-usual speaking speed that he probably really did like it.

"The mashed potatoes I make are also delicious. I am quite good at cooking Western food," Yue Ran said. "If you would like it, you can co over to my house and try it next ti."

Faced with Yue Ran's sowhat intimate invitation to her house, Cheng Ying frowned. She must have her own family mbers at ho, right? What he disliked and was least good at was communicating with people…