The stagnant look in his eyes made Gu Zixuan think it was directed entirely at her actions.
Blushing slightly, she quickly turned off the mini and placed it on the nightstand, smiling at Yu Yuanshen, "Brother Yu."
The gesture of pulling back made Yu Yuanshen pause, especially since there was still a trace of reluctance in Gu Zixuan's eyes, as if she wanted to see the ending.
He pressed his lips together, thinking he might as well suggest she finish watching.
But as the words reached his lips, he glanced at the rib soup he had just made at home after work, and, with his brown eyes lightly lowered, chose to remain silent.
He stepped forward, placed the thermal box to the side, glanced at the one-person width of empty space beside Gu Zixuan, and his gaze deepened further. He helped Gu Zixuan move back into position, then opened the thermal box, served the fragrant bone soup, and handed it over.
The rich aroma stirred up her appetite.
