Su Chen glanced at Li Qingshen, whose attention had long since wandered from his tablet to Ling Momo, his eyes brimming with deep concern.
Su Chen thought to himself for a moment before reaching out and gently patting Momo on the back, his tone soft and caring, "Do you feel better now? Let me see..."
Ling Momo, somewhat uncomfortable with Su Chen's sudden concern, shook her head and said, "It's nothing."
Su Chen took a toothpick, speared a piece of apple, and offered it to Ling Momo, "Have some apple."
Just as Momo reached out to take the toothpick, Su Chen said in a low, deep voice, "Let me feed you."
Momo had no choice but to open her mouth and bite the apple, while Su Chen naturally placed the half she left into his own mouth.
The series of words and actions were like those of an intimate couple.
Sitting aside, Li Qingshen watched the scene, his eyes flickering slightly before he calmly lowered his head and continued looking at his computer as if nothing had happened.
