Love You Till the End

Chapter 600 - 687: Who Says I Don’t Understand Gentleness?

So no matter how she answered, she had fallen into his trap.

This man with a hidden agenda!

Watching the well-matched couple in front of him, Feng Jiu Mei smiled nonchalantly and started drinking alcohol on his own.

It wasn’t until he finished a bottle of beer that he picked up his chopsticks, took a dumpling from the plate, and sniffed it under his nose.

Glancing at Shen Cheng in Shi Yu’s embrace, he commented on how delicious it smelled, then raised his hand to put the dumpling into his mouth. It seemed truly tasty to him, as a satisfied expression emerged on his handsome face.

Shi Yu immediately felt displeased, pulling back one hand that had been resting on Shen Cheng’s waist and proceeded to pick up a dumpling with his chopsticks.

But before he could bring the dumpling to his mouth, the person in his arms suddenly looked up and bit off the dumpling caught between the chopsticks.

The slender hand paused mid-air.

Shi Yu narrowed his eyes, his sword eyebrows shooting up. Without waiting for Shen Cheng to fully take the dumpling into her mouth, he leaned down and bit off the other part.

"..."

Shen Cheng had not anticipated that he would be so direct.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the handsome face so close to her, forgetting what she should be doing.

As the situation unfolded in this manner, Feng Jiu Mei’s interest was piqued. He leaned over the table, rested his chin in his hand while looking on mischievously.

"If he likes what you’ve eaten so much, just spit it out for him," he said.

He watched Shen Cheng, his lips curling into an extremely charming smile.

Shen Cheng furrowed her brows.

Although this was a good suggestion, it seemed a bit too bold.

She put her hand on Shi Yu’s chest, trying to push him away.

But before she could muster her strength, he suddenly used his tongue to pry her teeth apart and aggressively swept into her mouth, transferring the half-eaten dumpling to her.

Feeling his tongue slide out of her mouth and bite lightly on her lips, forcing her mouth to close, Shen Cheng’s body stiffened abruptly.

Indeed, she had underestimated him!

She didn’t spit out the food for him; instead, he fed it into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

She wanted to call him shameless, but found she couldn’t even speak.

With an entire dumpling in her mouth, her cheeks bulging, it was not just speaking that was difficult – even chewing and swallowing the dumpling was a struggle.

Shi Yu straightened up, took a napkin from the box on the table, and calmly wiped away the remnants at the corner of his mouth, looking as if nothing had happened.

Dirty hooligan!

Shen Cheng quickly got up and bent over to spit everything in her mouth into the trash can.

She stooped over, reaching for the tissue box on the table.

Before she could grab a tissue, her hand was caught by a hot, large palm.

Shi Yu gripped her hand and pulled with force. She leaned backward and then found herself sitting next to him again.

"Don’t move."

As she was about to struggle, Shi Yu suddenly leaned in close to her, holding a clean napkin in his hand, and gently wiped the dumpling filling from the corner of her mouth with tenderness.

He was so close to her that he even breathed onto her neck, warm and hot.

After cleaning her lips, Shi Yu turned his head and cast a sideways glance at Feng Jiu Mei.

Suddenly, his deep eyes gleamed with a flickering smile.

His look seemed to say: Who says I don’t understand gentleness? I get it more than anyone else does.

Feng Jiu Mei took his look as a challenge, smirked and poured a glass of water for Shen Cheng.

"Rinse your mouth."

The voice that spilled from his lips was soft and magnetizing.