Tianxing's cheeks flushed slightly as she bit into the white shrimp in front of her. Yuntian applied a little force with his fingers and peeled off the remaining half of the shrimp shell.
After Tianxing finished eating, Yuntian took a napkin to wipe his hands.
Tianxing noticed a bit of oil residue on his fingertips, so she put down her chopsticks and picked up a napkin to clean his fingers.
She did this simply because it was inconvenient with Yuntian holding her hand, but in the eyes of others, it seemed like a blatant display of affection.
La Ting's smile was somewhat stiff as she awkwardly said, "Sister Tianxing, Brother Yuntian is really good to you."
Tianxing smiled gracefully and said, "You'll also have someone who treats you this well one day."
Yuntian, however, held Tianxing's hand and placed it on the table, raising an eyebrow, "What's the use of treating her well? If I hadn't held her tightly, she would have run away long ago."
