With her heart trembling slightly from Ya Tianxing's teasing, Mo Shangjun instinctively wanted to obey.
But, suddenly remembering something, Mo Shangjun glanced around.
As expected, she caught a few evaluating glances.
"Image."
Coolly, Mo Shangjun handed the cookie box to Ya Tianxing.
Ya Tianxing's lips twitched slightly, and as he took the cookie box, his expression was rather displeased.
Originally, it should have been out in the open, just one step away from a public acknowledgment, yet she had made it seem like some sort of clandestine affair.
However, right at that moment, Mo Shangjun suddenly took that piece of cookie and straightforwardly offered it to his lips, "Open your mouth."
Ya Tianxing looked down at her.
Mo Shangjun tilted her body, with one hand in her pocket, maintaining her cool demeanor. But when she glanced at him inadvertently, it was quick and serious.
It was just feeding a cookie, yet she made it feel like an affair.
