"Come. Open your mouth." Li Sinian held a bowl of steaming pigeon porridge and scooped some toward Li Mu Yang with a soup spoon.
"I can do it myself." Li Mu Yang felt embarrassed.
"Open your mouth." Li Sinian opened her clear eyes wide and said angrily.
Li Mu Yang hurriedly opened his mouth and took the large spoonful of porridge inside.
"That's more like it." Li Sinian looked smug. "Just think about it. How many boys in Tiandu City don't even have the chance to say a single word to me, let alone have me personally feed them porridge? I'm actually a little jealous of you. Tell me, how did you manage to be born so well?"
Li Mu Yang struggled to swallow the hot porridge. Unable to make a sound of agreement, he could only nod repeatedly.
After Li Mu Yang finished that mouthful of porridge, Li Sinian fed him another. Looking at his finely chiseled features and the deep gaze he turned on her, Li Sinian's neck suddenly flushed pink. Somewhat bashful, she nonetheless glared fiercely at Li Mu Yang.
Li Mu Yang looked puzzled. You told me to eat, so I ate. How did that offend you? Could she be blaming me for not agreeing with what she said just now? But even under such difficult circumstances, I had nodded along—and several times at that.
"Why did you suddenly become so inexplicably handsome?" Li Sinian pouted, sounding deeply dissatisfied.
"What?" Li Mu Yang had a mouthful of pigeon porridge in it, so his voice came out indistinctly.
"When you were ugly, I never treated you like a boy. I could bully you however I wanted, torment you however I wanted. But now you've suddenly become handsome, and I feel as though there's a barrier between us."