Edward personally served a bowl of chicken soup for Ye Qiu: "Drink it! The temperature is perfect."
"Okay."
Ye Qiu was really hungry; last night was quite the workout! She drank the chicken soup in one go, smacked her lips in satisfaction, and began to eat.
Edward started eating too.
"Huh, haven't you eaten yet?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.
"No," Edward replied casually.
"Why? Were you waiting for me?" Ye Qiu blurted out.
Edward raised his eyes and looked intently at her: "Yes."
His gaze was intense, as if silently confessing.
Ye Qiu was startled, not daring to meet his eyes, and focused on her food.
"Does it still hurt?" Edward asked.
Ye Qiu paused, glancing around with her peripheral vision. One, two, three, four, five... in front of five people, asking such shameless questions?
Ye Qiu chose to ignore it and continued eating.
"Is it still hurting?" Edward frowned. But he was much gentler last night!
