Xia Ye came over: "Did you wash your hands? You still haven't changed your habit of using your hands?"
Lu Yinxing smiled and said: "I just washed them. Besides, I'm not usually like this. Your cooking is just too delicious, using hands is the minimum respect for good food."
Eating the lunch that Xia Ye made.
Lu Yinxing just felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.
Thinking back to half a month ago, they were still completely at odds with each other.
Now they can sit at the same table and have a meal together.
And all the food was actually made by Xia Ye.
Lu Yinxing found it somewhat unbelievable just thinking about it.
It seemed like starting from last night.
The atmosphere between them changed.
Or perhaps Xia Ye's aura changed a lot.
Previously, he always seemed cold and even full of hostility.
But now.
Though it's still the same aloof face.
Occasionally, Lu Yinxing could actually see a hint of tenderness in Xia Ye's eyes when he looked at her.
Tenderness?
