She was genuinely afraid Chen Feng would not let her eat.
Su Mengya no longer cared about keeping up appearances. She immediately made herself a lettuce-and-meat wrap, then picked up the soy milk and took several sips. It was sweet and fragrant, truly a rare delicacy, and Su Mengya was drawn in by the flavor.
"How did you make this soy milk? Why is it so fragrant and sweet? It doesn't seem like you added much sugar either. That's really strange. The red date flavor is pretty strong too."
"You have no idea—I normally don't like red date-flavored soy milk at all, but after drinking yours, I actually quite like it."
Su Mengya asked Chen Feng curiously.
Chen Feng chuckled as he answered her question. "What else could it be? Of course it's because I made this soy milk."
"Drink more. How did that saying go again? Girls should drink more soy milk—it can help them grow..."
As he said this, Chen Feng deliberately looked at certain parts of Su Mengya.
Su Mengya's face instantly turned bright red. She hurriedly drained all the soy milk from her cup, then ran into the kitchen and poured herself another glass.
Pretending nothing had happened, Su Mengya kept eating, thoroughly enjoying the food Chen Feng had made.
Chen Feng stopped talking as well and quietly ate.
Before long, he was nearly finished.
He elegantly wiped his mouth, like a noble cat.
Su Mengya let out a deep breath, wanting to stop eating like Chen Feng.
After all, she had already eaten before coming here, yet she was eating again. Her sense of guilt was practically through the roof.
But the food was just too delicious. What was she supposed to do?
Su Mengya touched her slightly rounded belly, then ultimately continued eating.
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