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Fang Zhou was quick in preparing the al.

In no ti, he had stir-fried two dishes: twice-cooked pork with cabbage and stead beef with egg.

He had also bought half a white-cut chicken, which only needed to be stead and served with so dipping sauce.

After washing his hands, Fang Zhou glanced at the sofa, finding Chu Xinran still working on the puzzle, and smiled indulgently.

“Co over for lunch, Xinran.”

“Alright, coming.”

Chu Xinran eagerly brought the puzzle over to show him.

“Look, I’ve finished it!”

Fang Zhou took a serious look and saw that the half-finished product had turned into a complete piece thanks to Chu Xinran’s patience.

A delicate, small pipa, looking very charming. (tln : Pipa is kind of Chinese Ancient Musical Instrunts)

“Impressive! You finished it in such a short ti.”

Fang Zhou sincerely praised her.

Chu Xinran shyly smiled, like a white callia blooming in the spring.

“I just built on your foundation. The impressive one is you.”

She raised the small pipa, her eyes sparkling, and asked, “Can I keep this?”

Since it was made together with Fang Zhou, it held sentintal value and she wanted to keep it.

Fang Zhou nodded, placing the pipa on the table and then guiding her to wash her hands.

“Of course, it’s yours.”

Saying this, he pumped so hand soap into her hands and gently helped her wash them.

His movents were gentle and ticulous, and their hands overlapped, resembling a pair of mandarin ducks on a lake, looking like a natural pair.

“You seem to have lost weight again.”

Fang Zhou felt her fingers, noticing how thin and long they were, like green onions.

“No, I’ve always been this thin.”

Chu Xinran couldn’t feel any changes in herself, though she sotis couldn’t finish her dinner.

Fang Zhou recalled her from two years ago, brimming with youth and vitality.

Now, though still beautiful, she seed too thin, her slender legs fitting the current aesthetic.

But personally, Fang Zhou preferred won who were slightly chubby.

People who don’t get the appeal of slightly chubby are missing out!

Of course, whether fat or thin, it’s a woman’s choice, as long as it doesn’t affect health, it’s all good.

“Sit down, I’ll serve the congee.”

Fang Zhou ladled a bowl of pork rib congee from the rice cooker, placing it in front of Chu Xinran. The aroma imdiately whetted the appetite.

Chu Xinran touched the outside of the bowl, finding it just the right temperature, not too hot.

“Alright, eat up.”

Fang Zhou sat across from her, taking a few sips of his own congee. Seeing that she wasn’t eating, he urged her.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”

Why wasn’t she eating? The pork rib congee slled pretty good, hard to resist.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xinran propped her head on one hand, tilting it as she said, “I want to try your congee.”

Fang Zhou laughed, teasing her, “Does the food in soone else’s bowl taste better?”

“Hehe, will you give it to or not?”

Fang Zhou had no reason to refuse and scooped a spoonful for her.

“Here.”

Chu Xinran gently opened her lips, taking the spoon into her mouth, her eyes flirtatiously glancing at Fang Zhou like a hook.

Fang Zhou belatedly realized that he had taken a couple of sips from that spoon himself.

Doesn’t that an they indirectly kissed?

His face reddened as he thought: Oh no, I’ve fallen into her trap.

“It tastes great.”

She smiled as she sat back, her eyes shifting as she looked at Fang Zhou with a bit of grievance, “But my hand hurts.”

The implication was clear: Feed .

Fang Zhou paused, looking at her right hand, realizing imdiately.

Damn it!

She hurt her hand, so why did I let her work on the puzzle?

No wonder it hurts; who wouldn’t be in pain?

Fang Zhou sighed, feeling a bit regretful, “I shouldn’t have let you work on the puzzle. I didn’t consider everything.”

“Can’t you even hold the spoon?”

His gaze fell on the untouched bowl of congee in front of her.

“It hurts.”

Chu Xinran smartly avoided saying she could or couldn’t hold it, indirectly answering him.

So, Fang Zhou had no choice but to sit beside her and start feeding her.

“It’s alright, eat slowly, I’ll feed you.”

Fang Zhou scooped a spoonful of congee and brought it to Chu Xinran’s lips, waiting for her to take it.

“Thank you.”

Chu Xinran thanked him first before opening her mouth to take the congee.

When she ate, her little tongue would montarily show, pink and toy-like, very cute.

As Fang Zhou kept feeding her, he beca a bit distracted.

The distance between them was so close, he could see the fine hairs on her face.

Chu Xinran had naturally pale skin, and being young, she looked like a freshly peeled egg, tender and white.

Her eyes were mostly moist and appealing, making people instinctively want to protect her.

No wonder she was the school belle; her looks could easily rival those in the entertainnt industry.

She could even pave a new path with her face.

None of the so-called pure girls, seductive types, or icons of innocence could match Chu Xinran.

Her aura was simply too superior.

As Fang Zhou admired her beauty while feeding her, his movents never faltered.

anwhile, Chu Xinran, eating the congee, suddenly stopped, her gaze burning as she looked at Fang Zhou.

Unnoticed, the bowl of congee was already almost empty.

“Do you want more?”

Chu Xinran seed a bit shy, blinking as she asked, “No, thanks. Did I eat too much?”

Fang Zhou set down the bowl, shaking his head with a smile.

He wouldn’t force her if she didn’t want more.

“There wasn’t much congee. Eat so of the other dishes.”

“I’ve kept it warm, so you can have more if you get hungry later.”

Chu Xinran lowered her gaze to the bowl, whispering, “It’s really good. Brother Fang Zhou is still such a great cook.”

Pity they missed out on two years; otherwise, she would have been so happy.

Fang Zhou quickly finished his own bowl of congee and moved on to get a second serving when Chu Xinran called out to him.

“Brother Fang Zhou.”

“Yes? What’s wrong? Do you want more?”

She pointed to his cheek and said, “You have so congee on your face.”

“Ah? Where?”

Fang Zhou wiped his face but didn’t feel anything.

“Not there.”

Chu Xinran leaned in, pulling Fang Zhou back to his seat.

“It’s here.”

Then, Fang Zhou saw her face getting closer until they were zero distance apart.

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