Tang Si is really easy to push over in front of Song Yi.
The whole of him retreated a few steps back with her gentle push.
She just kept pushing Tang Si towards the coffee table, making him sit on the sofa, then squatted at his side, opening the food she brought along.
It was quite simple, there was preserved egg and lean meat congee, plain congee, a bowl of white rice, and tomato scrambled eggs, nothing else.
Song Yi placed her hands on his legs, looking up at Tang Si, and blinked softly: "See if you have the appetite to eat? I think you're too tired and definitely don't have the appetite for extravagant food. I packed these from a small shop, I've tasted them and I think they're quite tasty."
The woman's unconscious gestures of intimacy, squatting by his legs, her hands resting boldly on his thighs, smiling by his side and talking.
Tang Si smiled lightly, suddenly feeling a sense of peace and warmth.
