[Xi Shao Siming, tell me, what happened?]

[…]

[For more than a week, you didn’t let me watch TV or make phone calls. You even took me to this small island to isolate myself from the world. You even left the Dragon King Club alone. What happened!

]

[…]

Xi Shao Siming allowed Ling Huaxi to yell, but he just kept silent. His behavior made Ling Huaxi very angry.

Besides Beitang Yaori, who else would use this method of imprisonment to love someone?

[Xi Shao Siming, please speak to me!]

Ling Huaxi's anger was not anger, he was just too worried about Xi Shao Siming. This man would not tell him if he was in any danger, nor would he let him worry at all.

But it's because he, Master Xi, Siming can handle everything by himself, that's why Ling Huaxi is worried, worried to death!

No matter how Ling Huaxi asked, Xi Shao Siming always insisted and refused to say a word.

Simply, Ling Huaxi gave in and did not ask Xi Shao Siming again. After a moment of silence, Ling Huaxi raised his head and looked at Xi Shao Siming, his expression softened a lot.

[I'm hungry.]

[I'll make you a new one.] Xi Shao Siming looked at the slightly cold Italian seafood pasta in his hand and suddenly lost confidence.

Ling Huaxi took his arm and shook his head gently: [That's it.]

[However, I suddenly lost my confidence.]

Ling Huaxi smiled softly, and it was rare to hear the words "not confident" from Xi Shao Siming's mouth.

[At least you made it for me and let me try it.]

Even if what he cooks is not delicious, at least the intention is delicious enough.

Ling Huaxi picked up the fork and rolled up the pasta on the plate, taking a bite.

Xi Shao Siming looked at Ling Huaxi's calm expression, which seemed full of expectation. Ling Huaxi frowned, and then regained his composure.

[How is it, how does it taste?]

[…]

Ling Huaxi's expression really made it hard for Xi Shao Siming to understand why.

[Ahem...]

After coughing slightly, Ling Huaxi only said one word to Xi Shao Siming: [Water.]

There is no need to comment on the pasta, but the word Ling Huaxi is enough to show how failed this pasta was.

Xi Shao Siming sighed, put down his dinner plate, and went directly to pour water for Ling Huaxi.

[Master Xi...]

Ling Huaxi grabbed Xi Shao Siming's arm and pulled him back hard, causing him to fall to the edge of the bed again.

Her beautiful lips slightly raised in a graceful arc, and Ling Huaxi smiled happily.

[Just kidding, it’s delicious.]

[Hua Xi, you——]

[Hmm...]

What Xi Shao Siming didn't finish next was blocked by Ling Huaxi's mouth!

You know, it is very, very rare to have Ling Huaxi take the initiative to kiss. Xi Shao Siming was slightly stunned, but he enjoyed this gentle kiss.

Ling Huaxi's gentle kiss without any resistance was Xi Shao Siming's biggest weakness.

Closing his eyes, Xi Shao Siming hugged Ling Huaxi and deepened the gentle kiss again.

Ling Huaxi frowned slightly at the slight force, but he was very obedient to Xi Shao Siming's request and allowed him to kiss her all over.

The right hand that was not cuffed immediately hugged Xi Shao Siming's neck, and Ling Huaxi gently rubbed the back of his neck.
Chapter completed!