"Wow… that was good," Langtian sighed, setting down his bowl after finishing the last drop of sweet soup.
It was so delicious that, even though he had thought there was no way he could finish the whole pot… he did.
Somehow, spoonful after spoonful, he'd emptied it all.
Across from him, Yue Ling watched quietly, a faint smile playing at her lips.
"Huh? S-Senior Sister?" Langtian blinked, startled when he noticed her looking at him.
"You've got a little something on your cheek," she said softly.
Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she leaned in and gently wiped the corner of his mouth with her thumb.
Langtian froze.
His body tensed. His heart skipped a beat the moment her skin touched his.
But Yue Ling didn't seem to notice the effect it had on him. She simply gave him a warm smile, gathered up the empty bowls, and stood.
"I'll go wash these," she said lightly, and turned to leave the room.
