177: Brother, eat quickly...
Zheng Yiyun then realized she had been tricked, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, like ripe apples, even her earlobes were red.
She gave Jiang Feng a charming glare, reaching out to twist his arm hard, but she couldn't bear to, so she just twisted it lightly, like a mosquito bite......
"You're so old now...... and still need someone to feed you, aren't you ashamed?"
Although she complained with her mouth, her heart was sweet, like she had drunk honey; this feeling of being relied upon made her feel very pleased.
Although Zheng Yiyun said that, her body honestly picked up the bowl......
She was just like that, always tough-mouthed, but her body was very honest, she simply couldn't refuse Jiang Feng's requests.
"Because the porridge Sister Yiyun makes is so fragrant, I only want Sister Yiyun to feed me......"
Jiang Feng leaned closer to her, his voice low and ambiguous, his warm breath brushed her ear, carrying a deliberate tease.
He just liked seeing Zheng Yiyun's shy look; this bashfulness of a mature woman moved him more than a young girl's shyness.
Zheng Yiyun's heart thumped rapidly, like an restless little rabbit was tucked inside.
She scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and only after confirming the temperature was right, did she bring it to Jiang Feng's mouth, her movements as gentle as if she were taking care of a child.
"Open your mouth, bad Xiao Feng......"
She tried to make her voice sound natural, but her slightly trembling fingertips betrayed her nervousness, and even her breathing became lighter.
Jiang Feng, however, turned his head away, deliberately not opening his mouth, like a sulking child: "No!"
He just wanted to tease Zheng Yiyun, watching her look both angry and shy, finding it particularly amusing......
Zheng Yiyun froze for a moment, then looked at him helplessly:
"What are you doing? What new trick are you up to now?"
She knew this kid wouldn't settle down so easily, he definitely wanted to bully her again......
Just now she had helped him with her words, and now he's doing this again......
Jiang Feng turned his face away, deliberately feigning anger:
"Alright...... I'll just starve to death! I don't want to be called 'bad Xiao Feng', call me Gege...... otherwise I'll just starve to death!"
Zheng Yiyun rolled her eyes at him, feigning anger and saying:
"Then just starve to death! You're so unserious......"
But in her heart, she was secretly smiling, bad Xiao Feng was really becoming more and more childish......
Seeing that she wasn't falling for it, Jiang Feng became even more insistent, turning his head away and not even looking at her:
"Alright, I'll just starve to death! Sister Yiyun doesn't care about me at all......"
He deliberately dragged out his words, his tone full of grievance.
Zheng Yiyun was rendered speechless by him, both annoyed and amused, but in the end, she still compromised, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:
"I can't do anything with you, Ge...... Gege...... hurry and eat breakfast!"
She gritted her teeth as she said the word "Gege", her cheeks so red they could bleed.
After saying it, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look into Jiang Feng's eyes......
Jiang Feng's heart bloomed with joy; his goal had been achieved.
But he was still not satisfied, pushing his luck he said:
"Not enough, I still need a kiss......"
He just wanted to gradually break down Zheng Yiyun's psychological defenses, making her accustomed to this daily intimate interaction.
Daily and late-night are not the same concept!
Zheng Yiyun hesitated, glanced at the second floor; Jiang Feng's room door was tightly shut, clearly, Zhang Qingning was still sleeping, completely unaware that her home had been 'stolen' again......
Zheng Yiyun quickly pecked Jiang Feng's cheek, like a chick pecking at rice, a hint of panic in her voice:
"Mwah...... Is that enough?"
Her heart was pounding, terrified that Zhang Qingning might suddenly open the door and see them.
Then, Zheng Yiyun scooped a spoonful of porridge, brought it to Jiang Feng's mouth, and whispered:
"Gege, hurry and eat......"
Her tone carried a hint of tenderness and indulgence that even she didn't notice.
Jiang Feng then contentedly opened his mouth and drank the porridge, deliberately biting her fingertip gently when he touched the spoon, the warm sensation made Zheng Yiyun shiver all over......
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
Zheng Yiyun, embarrassed, forcefully pulled her hand back, her cheeks so red they could bleed......
This was in the dining room, what if an early-rising Zhang Qingning saw them?
She glared at Jiang Feng reproachfully, but her eyes held a watery, alluring charm, completely lacking any menace, instead looking like she was pouting......
Jiang Feng, however, blinked innocently, as if he hadn't done anything just now:
"Sister Yiyun...... the porridge you made is too delicious, I couldn't help myself......"
He leaned close to her ear and said in a voice only they could hear:
"Just like Sister Yiyun yourself, leaving one with endless aftertastes."
The warm breath brushed her ear, carrying a faint minty scent, and Zheng Yiyun's body instantly went soft, as if all her strength had been drained.
Zheng Yiyun frantically averted her gaze, not daring to look into Jiang Feng's soul-capturing eyes again, afraid of falling for him once more.
"Hurry...... hurry and drink the porridge, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
She scooped another spoonful of porridge, but her hand trembled even more, almost spilling the porridge.
Jiang Feng looked at her shy expression, his mood greatly improved.
He obediently opened his mouth and drank the porridge, enjoying being fed by the beauty; this feeling of being treated gently made him very satisfied.
The sunlight streamed through the window onto the two of them, the air filled with the aroma of porridge and a faint ambiguous atmosphere, like a silent love song, quietly flowing in the quiet morning......
Zheng Yiyun fed him spoonful by spoonful, her movements incredibly gentle, her eyes filled with an indulgence she herself hadn't noticed.
She looked at Jiang Feng's satisfied expression, and a hint of sweetness also rose in her heart; this feeling of being relied upon made her very happy.
Soon, a bowl of porridge was finished, and she let out a long breath, feeling her cheeks were almost burning up......
Jiang Feng wiped his mouth and said with a smile:
"Thank you, Sister Yiyun, the porridge you made is the best......"
He watched Zheng Yiyun drink her own porridge in small sips, the sunlight falling on her profile, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows beneath her eyelids, making her appear exceptionally gentle and moving.
Zheng Yiyun felt uncomfortable under his gaze, sipping her porridge and complaining softly:
"Why are you looking at me? Go change your clothes......"
She could feel Jiang Feng's burning gaze, scorching her skin like flames, making her flustered.
"Of course, it's because Sister Yiyun is beautiful......"
Jiang Feng said it as a matter of course, his gaze falling on Zheng Yiyun like raindrops, falling unrestrainedly on every part of her.
Zheng Yiyun's cheeks flushed under his gaze, and she could only lower her head and drink her porridge, not daring to look at him again.
But in her heart, she felt sweet; what woman doesn't like to be praised by the one she loves?
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