Dan Tingye's tall figure stood at the doorway, wearing nothing but a large bathrobe... hers.
When she bought it, she got the size wrong, and it looked like men's wear, fitting him without any sense of incongruity.
But Dan Tingye had casually tied the belt at his waist without fastening the chest, his strong chest glistening with crystal water droplets in the dim light, reflecting glimmering points of light, indescribably enchanting...
His deep black eyes were fixed on her, his gaze didn't seem like he wanted to eat the noodles, but rather... her.
Meimei was startled by her own thought, and before she could gather herself, she saw Dan Tingye had already walked up to her, gazing down at her as she was lifting a bite of noodles to her mouth.
For a moment, Meimei didn't know whether she should swallow or spit out, she just stared at him blankly.
"Is it good?"
Dan Tingye glanced at the bowl of noodles beside his hand, then shifted his gaze back to her face.
