To You, My Beloved

Gu Qingcheng's heart suddenly picked up, and she became a little uneasy as she stared at Tang Shi.

Fortunately, Tang Shi didn't look at her for long before he stretched out his hand.

Gu Qingcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but unfortunately, before she could finish her breath, Tang Shi's hand that took the bowl directly covered her hand.

Gu Qingcheng's heart tightened and she subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but Tang Shi calmly took her hand and handed the bowl to his mouth.

The warmth from the soup was in the palm of the hand, and the heat in Tang Shi's palm was on the back of the hand.

Gu Qingcheng felt as if his hands were on fire and were being tortured.

Gu Qingcheng prayed in her heart that Tang Shi would finish the soup quickly, but Tang Shi seemed to have figured out her thoughts and acted against her, sipping the soup in small sips.

Gu Qingcheng felt that the fire in her hands began to spread along her arms, burning all the way to her heart. She finally couldn't hold back and spoke, trying to find an excuse for herself and break free from Tang Shi's grasp: "I'll serve some more soup."

Tang Shi didn't know that Gu Qingcheng wanted to avoid him.

Is she so unwilling to have skin-to-skin contact with him?

Tang Shi glanced at the small half bowl of soup in the porcelain bowl in front of Gu Qingcheng, lowered his eyes to see that there was more than half of the soup left in his bowl, thinking that he had not granted her wish, so he still held her hand. With his hand, he handed the bowl in front of her and said, "There's more than half of it here, drink it all if you like."

With that said, Tang Shi put the porcelain bowl towards Gu Qingcheng's mouth.

Does he want to drink the soup for her personally?

Gu Qingcheng raised his head in surprise and glanced at Tang Shi: "I can just serve the soup myself."

Tang Shi tightened his grip on her hand, but his eyes became cold: "There is still a lot here, it would be a waste if you don't drink it."

In Gu Qingcheng's heart, she had always avoided making Tang Shi unhappy, but she happened to make him unhappy every time.

It wasn't that she didn't want to get close to Tang Shi. In the past, she wasn't so reserved in front of him. Ever since that night three years ago, he seemed to be a different person to her. After returning home, he could always He found various reasons to ridicule her. Over time, she seemed to have developed a habit and became uncontrollably trembling in front of him.

Now his eyes suddenly turned cold, and there was only one thought in her mind, that Tang Shi would definitely turn his back on him.

The more she thought like this, the more she wanted to hide away from Tang Shi, so the words in her mouth did not follow Tang Shi's intention: "I can do it myself."

As he spoke, Gu Qingcheng stretched out his other hand to take the soup bowl from Tang Shi's hand, and at the same time freed his other hand that was almost numb from his grip.