The continuous intimacy had left Shi Yin questioning his life. Even as he sat at the dining table, his right hand holding chopsticks, he still hadn't recovered from the earlier touch.
"Why aren't you eating?" Ruan Yuan noticed that the man hadn't started picking up food and nervously sat up straight. "Is it not to your liking?"
She had secretly observed the man these past two days, getting a sense of his general preferences. There was no reason for such a situation to arise.
"No, it's not that." Shi Yin glanced at her evasively before lowering his head quickly, trying to minimize his presence while also attempting to calm his chaotic thoughts.
He picked up the tomato and scrambled egg dish placed in front of him, holding a bowl in one hand while seriously scooping rice with the other.
Ruan Yuan bit her chopsticks, her eyebrows raising mischievously as she stared at him for a moment, suddenly grasping something.
