Because he was smiling, his cold and hard facial contours were much softer and he didn't look cold at all.

Mu Sheng was able to see it: "Do you hate it? If you don't hate it, just continue to enjoy it. There is nothing wrong with you. I even asked someone to make osmanthus cake and prepare osmanthus wine. Don't waste it."

It was her intention, so rare that he had never felt it so directly before, Feng Junchi nodded naturally.

There was a stone table in the backyard, and there were osmanthus cakes and osmanthus wine on the table. The two of them stood under the osmanthus tree and looked at the osmanthus flowers for a while before they walked not far away and sat down in front of the stone table.

"Try it."

Mu Sheng first handed him a piece of osmanthus cake, then picked up the wine pot and poured wine for the two of them.

Feng Junchi lowered his eyes and looked at the osmanthus cake he took for a while, but opened his mouth and took a bite. He felt the sweetness of the osmanthus cake, and his teeth hurt.

Sure enough, if you eat too much bitter food, you can't adapt to it if you want to eat sweet foods.

Seeing that he was stunned after taking only one bite, Mu Sheng said strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Jun couldn't force himself, so he put down the pastry in his hand, "tooth aches."

Mu Sheng: "Why, can't you eat sweet things?"

Feng Junchi said lightly: "I haven't eaten sweets before, so I can't touch them later."

Mu Sheng suddenly thought that he had been flooded with medicine, and the first thing he came into contact with was not sweet things, but bitter. Over time, it was normal that he could not eat sweet things.

"Then I won't eat it." Mu Sheng smiled. "Then did you touch it just now?"

"Didn't you give it to me?" He found that he couldn't eat sweet things, so he never ate sweet things again, but as long as it was given to me, he would taste it every time.

Mu Sheng even smiled even more, "Even if I give it to you in the future, don't eat it."

Feng Junchi didn't agree, but just picked up the wine she poured in front of him and prepared to drink it.

But she hurriedly took it over and didn't let him drink it, and said, "I just drank it. The wine is mellow and fragrant. There is a fragrance of osmanthus when you enter your mouth. It's a bit sweet. Don't you not touch it sweet."

"Is this sweet?" Feng Junchi was a little surprised and looked at the amber wine in the glass.

"You haven't drunk?"

"Everyone below knows that I don't touch sweet things, and I have never prepared them." Naturally, he never drank them.

Mu Sheng was silent for a while before speaking again: "Don't avoid talking. I'm serious. Even if I give it to you in the future, don't eat or drink."

It made her feel bad.

Feng Junchi nodded and agreed.

Mu Sheng lowered his eyes, pulled one of his hands, and slowly counted the snails on his fingertips, and while counting, he said softly: "I understand that you don't want to let my heart down, but my original intention was to be kind to you, not to let you suffer. You accept this heart in the same way as suffering, and I feel... uncomfortable."

Feng Junchi didn't say anything, but just hooked her with his other hand and pulled her into his arms. After a while, he said softly: "I understand."

It’s all the first time I like people and the first time I’m with people. In fact, he and she know that there are many things that need to be done with him and her.

It is unrealistic to not need to be run-in at all.

Mu Sheng was nestled in his arms, and lowered his head to play with his hand, "Your hand is not as cold as before."

Feng Junchi nodded, "It's much better."

"Doctor Bai is giving you pills?"

"It's gone. Now I'm just eating some of the recipes he prescribes, focusing on food maintenance."

"It's okay. It's three parts poisonous. If you take too much, it's not good."

"Um."
Chapter completed!