She didn't know how this man managed to do it. Was he truly fearless in saying this, or was he just forcibly avoiding reality?
For a moment, Su Xiaomeng was at a loss.
"What? You still think I'm joking?"
He slightly curled his lips in a gentle smile, scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it twice, and brought it to her lips.
She opened her mouth and swallowed.
The room was very quiet; one person feeding, the other eating. Back and forth, the bowl of porridge was quickly empty.
He handed over a napkin for her to wipe her mouth.
As soon as she finished wiping, he leaned in and kissed her...
Xiao Meng didn't shy away, still looking at him with wide-open eyes.
His approaching brow and eyes were still as profound and handsome as usual.
His disguise was perfect, but he was acting so well.
After the kiss, Yin Shixiu held her in his arms for a long while, only releasing her to say,
"Rest easy, I still have work to handle."
