Yu Wenxu didn't speak, just looked at her with those pitch-black eyes.
After a long while.
Su Yan wilted.
She covered her head with her hands and wilted.
"Yes, it was me who bit it. Not a mouse."
A soft, glutinous voice began to speak.
Hearing her honest confession, a smile flickered in Yu Wenxu's eyes,
"Have you been starving on normal days?"
Su Yan peeked at him through the gap between her fingers and then whispered,
"No"
"Then why did you bite it even when it was an official memo, thinking you had to take a bite?"
His voice was tinged with laughter, not anger, just curiosity.
Su Yan mumbled,
"I, I saw you reading it for a long time every day, and thought it was delicious..."
As her words fell, laughter could be heard from the yard.
Then, Yu Wenxu's voice followed, still with a hint of laughter,
"I spend even more time looking at you every day, why don't you taste yourself to see if you're delicious?"
"I am not edible."
"Why not?"
"...hm?"
