He had only discovered by chance that this cat actually longed to be loved and cared for.
But he also had a deep sense of inferiority, always disguising himself with a coat of spikes, rejecting anyone who might hurt him while pushing away those who liked him, too.
Jiang Qing felt that whether or not he would leave someday, he should not let their relationship carry on like this indefinitely.
Those dishes were Si Ning's favorites.
The incident with the Peace Charm had let Jiang Qing see Si Ning's true nature.
Wanting to talk to him more, he had cooked as a gesture of goodwill.
Si Ning backed off and sat to one side. After a long silence, he finally said, "I don't think there's any need. Feelings are a burden."
Jiang Qing felt a pang of discomfort. "A burden?"
"To me, they're a real burden." Si Ning was agitated, his palms actually sweating.
He was far too impulsive, his words always barbed, as though he was desperately trying to hide something.
"So all I need is a fuck buddy. If you don't want to, I'll find someone else."
Jiang Qing gave a mocking laugh. "Suit yourself, then. Go on."
Si Ning went rigid. He found the whole thing utterly pointless, yet he did not want to let Jiang Qing off easily either. Intent on deliberately angering him, he leaned closer.
His night vision was good, and his eyes stayed fixed on Jiang Qing in the dim room.
Jiang Qing was very handsome. The first time Si Ning had seen him, he had been unable to resist stealing several extra looks.
Sleek, straight black hair, strong brows, thin lips, sharply defined features, and piercing black eyes whose stare sent chills down a person's spine.
Si Ning hesitated for a moment,