Watching Lu Zhan finish his tea, Chi Nuan carefully withdrew her hand.
Both of them were particularly cautious, and from start to finish, his lips never touched her hand.
Yet the atmosphere remained quite ambiguous.
Chi Nuan was truly embarrassed, but Lu Zhan, clearly, was not thinking the same.
He actually hoped for something intimate to happen, but was afraid of scaring her, thinking what if she stopped offering him treats? So he didn't dare make a move.
Seeing her take back the cup, he thought of something, and then said in a calm tone, "Nuan'er, next time you bring me tea, please cool it down; perhaps the soup at lunch was a bit salty, I do feel quite thirsty now."
Chi Nuan: ...
She had just been thinking of letting it cool before giving it to him, and then he said that.
She looked at him, but saw him lowering his head, chopping the chili, and pursed her lips, so she didn't say anything.
