Chapter Eighty-Six
Brother Yan told me to pursue him more.
The moment Ye Nanxun said that, Yan Beiyou couldn't take it anymore.
Wasn't sincerity the greatest killing move?
Especially when Ye Nanxun said it, those beautiful pale green eyes held nothing but pure, spotless innocence.
If their relationship hadn't yet been confirmed, and if they weren't on this bustling snack street, Yan Beiyou really would have wanted to reach out and gently pinch Ye Nanxun's cheek.
Ye Nanxun had no idea how devastating his words had been, nor did he know of the turmoil Yan Beiyou had gone through in that brief moment.
Ye Nanxun lowered his head to look at the menu and ordered a steaming bowl of braised pork rice noodles. After submitting the order, he paid directly on his phone. All that was left was to wait.
"Brother Yan, is this enough to eat?"
Ye Nanxun put away his phone and looked up, only to find the alpha across from him sitting with his arms crossed over his chest, his back straight, his bright black eyes fixed intently on him.
"What's wrong?" Ye Nanxun called again. "Brother Yan?"
After staring at Ye Nanxun for a while, Yan Beiyou smiled as though defeated.
He lowered his arms, his shoulders relaxing. A thousand words condensed into three: "Nothing's wrong."
At the end, Yan Beiyou called out heavily, "Nanxun."
Ye Nanxun truly had no idea Yan Beiyou had been thinking so much just then. He gave an "Oh," looked around, and said, "Brother Yan, wait for me a moment."
Brother Yan said, "Okay."
Leaving his backpack on the chair, Ye Nanxun got up and found the rice noodle shop owner. Like a somewhat embarrassed freshman, he asked softly, with a hint of nervousness, "Boss, can I buy two skewers of