Sheng Hanyu used a napkin to wipe away the sauce at the corner of Shi Youxuan's mouth.
"Thank you."
She accepted Sheng Hanyu's help more and more naturally and didn't think there was anything inappropriate.
She would even force a skewer of sizzling meat to his lips, compelling him to take a bite.
After one bite, he couldn't stop, so what started as coercion turned into the two of them vying for bites, looking no different from any other couple.
Sometimes, when Sheng Hanyu thought of Jian Yixin, he couldn't help but compare the two of them.
Jian Yixin was the type who would never come to such a place, someone who preferred to sit in upscale restaurants sipping Lafite and eating steak, or lounging in high-end cafes ordering the best hand-ground coffee and nibbling on tiramisu.
But Shi Youxuan was quite amazing.
Even when she sat in fancy restaurants, she didn't seem out of place; an innate nobility radiated from within her bones.