He twisted the cap off again and considerately said, "Let me feed you."
"...There's no need for that."
Suddenly being so enthusiastic was indeed a bit overwhelming.
"Aren't your hands sore?" Gu Chenxiao's attitude was as persistently insistent as ever, "Come here."
Song Yan shook her head, "Really, I can drink by myself."
Actually, she didn't really want to drink; she remained skeptical about the actual ingredients of these sugar-free labeled tea beverages. As someone who valued her figure and skin above everything else, she always prioritized sugar resistance and sun protection.
She was just making conversation.
The events of tonight had been incredibly embarrassing for her, but just now in the convenience store, her mood had inexplicably brightened.
For the first time, she discovered that the always mature and stable Gu Chenxiao also had a boyish side.
Though childish, didn't that precisely prove he cared a great deal?
