"It's all your fault. Mom must have thought I was up to something bad just now!"
Su Yu took the opportunity to pull her closer into his arms, resting his chin against the top of her head. His voice still carried traces of laughter:
"I'm your mother's future son-in-law. How could this be something bad? This is a good thing."
Zhu Qing rubbed against his chest, her voice muffled:
"You're always talking nonsense..."
Though she said that, the corners of her lips rose slightly. A hint of sweetness quietly mixed into her earlier embarrassment.
Su Yu tightened his arms around her and said softly, "In any case, we've passed your mother's test."
"From now on, I'll have to show off in front of her more often and try to get her to drop the word 'future' as soon as possible."
"W-Who said you could think about that!"
Zhu Qing lightly punched him in the chest again, but the force was so gentle it seemed more like she was being coquettish.
Su Yu chuckled and stopped teasing her, simply holding her quietly.
Zhu Qing suddenly covered her stomach in embarrassment. A faint blush spread across her cheeks again, and she avoided Su Yu's gaze as she muttered softly:
"It's all your fault... You delayed dinner."
Su Yu chuckled, reached out to ruffle her hair, and said indulgently:
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I made our precious Zhu Qing go hungry. Come on, I'll take you to dinner!"
Hearing Su Yu call her "precious Zhu Qing," even Zhu Qing's neck turned red.
"Who's precious? I'm not!"
Looking at her flushed neck, Su Yu's smile deepened. He deliberately dragged out his words:
"Oh? You're not precious? Then who was just letting her stomach growl with hunger, blushing and avoiding my gaze?"
Zhu