This congee looks so unappetizing that one can hardly bear to eat it...
Looking at Shu Yao hesitantly, when meeting that dejected face, he finally summoned up the courage as if making a desperate attempt. He picked up the soup spoon and was about to put it into his mouth.
Of course, his nonchalant appearance was actually hiding the resistance deep in his heart. It's just that his uneasiness was not very obvious.
"Wait, Shu Yue. Don't blame me for not warning you. Once you eat it, there's no turning back."
Shu Yao timely stopped Shu Yue's action. Every word and his look were extremely serious, with a mysterious air.
Then, he felt another big hand firmly on the back of his hand. Looking up into those firm and persistent eyes, Shu Yue said, "As long as it's made by Daddy, I'm willing to eat it."
These sincere words undoubtedly touched Shu Yao. But still, he advised again and again, "I know you want to make me happy, but I never force you. If you don't want to drink it, then don't. I'll cook another bowl for you."
"Daddy, don't say any more. I'll drink this bowl of congee no matter what today." After saying this, Shu Yue finally realized that there was really no turning back.
With the only bit of courage in his heart, he hesitated for a while and finally put the congee into his mouth. As he swallowed the first mouthful, Shu Yao's expression changed constantly following his actions.
But it seemed that Shu Yue wasn't as miserable as expected. He just slowly swallowed a mouthful, his heroic sword-shaped eyebrows furrowing slightly, with no other changes.
He asked in a very low and cautious voice, "How is it?"
Shu Yue twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, forcing a smile. Then, as if with great difficulty, he swallowed another mouthful and said, "Daddy is really talented. It's really good for your first attempt!"
Although it sounded like a compliment, Shu Yao felt something was off. He asked, "Shu Yue, why do I feel you're mocking me?"
"No, Daddy. What I said is definitely the truth. I swear!" Shu Yue held up three fingers and swallowed the last mouthful of the unpalatable congee.
The moment he finished speaking, he saw a smile on that peerlessly beautiful face. It seemed gentle but was actually cold to the bone. With a clear voice, Shu Yao said, "Since that's the case, then drink this whole bowl of congee. I'll watch you drink it."
The next second, Shu Yue was stunned. Oh no, Daddy, please don't be so serious!
Looking down at this bowl of "peculiar"-tasting congee, if he drank it all, it would be a nightmare!
He covered his forehead in despair. He had really dug a pit for himself to jump into...
Raising his starry eyes, which were full of pleading light, he grabbed Shu Yao's hand and shook it back and forth. Then he played his trump card, "Daddy, why are you being so serious? I was just joking..."
He showed off his talent for acting coquettishly. Although it did seem a bit out of place for a tall and masculine man to act like this, there was no sense of awkwardness at all. Instead, it added a bit of innocence.
But thinking of using the word "innocence", Shu Yao thought he must be crazy!
Knowing that if he continued joking around, he would be annoyed by this man, he could only sigh helplessly. He tapped Shu Yue's forehead and said indifferently, "You, from now on, just tell the truth. Don't give false compliments. I know my own level."
Shu Yue rubbed his head against Shu Yao's shoulder hard, like a wild beast acting coquettishly towards its master, "I was just afraid that Daddy would be angry."
"I'll be even angrier if you don't tell the truth!"
"Okay, I know. I'll definitely tell the truth from now on."
Shu Yao finally couldn't help chuckling at this innocent face that looked like a child's. This Shu Yue always knew how to make him laugh even when he was at his angriest.
Then he thought of Shu Yue's injury. He reached around to his back. At the moment of touching, he was so careful. His eyes were full of worry and heartache, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Shu Yue tilted his head slightly, pulled Shu Yao's hand into his palm, endured the slight pain from the wound, but showed no sign of pain on his face. He still looked energetic, "Daddy, don't worry. This little injury can't hurt me."
"Shu Yue, why do you have to be so stubborn? Actually, it's not difficult to learn to show weakness." His calm words made Shu Yue's pupils freeze for a moment. A hint of helplessness and calmness flashed across his eyes.
Show weakness? In this world, the only person who could make him show weakness was probably Daddy. But he had to be strong enough to keep Daddy by his side.
So, no matter how much blood he shed or how much pain he endured, he could only bury his vulnerability deep inside.
"Daddy, you can rest assured. I'm really okay. After I passed out, did Yan Yijue do anything to you?"
Thinking of the snake demon Yan Yijue, he felt extremely aggrieved. This snake demon seemed to have had a grudge against him from the very beginning and always targeted him.
"No. Fortunately, the Dragon King arrived in time and drove Yan Yijue away."
"Do you mean Long Mo?" Hearing the name of that man, Shu Yue frowned involuntarily. The cold and charming face of that man and his tender looks whenever they met came to his mind.
It seemed that whenever he was in trouble, that man would appear to protect him immediately.
Only now did he gradually realize that no matter where he was in the world, that man would always find him.
"Yes. But to be honest, he is really good to you." Although these words were said casually, there was a hidden meaning. Shu Yao just gave a faint smile, but there was a bit of desolation and pallor in it.
The sensitive Shu Yue felt a pang in his heart, as if something had fallen through, leaving an empty feeling.
He squinted his deep eyes slightly and lowered his voice, "Why do you say that, Daddy?"
Perhaps the darkness in his eyes was too deep, like the night, and too intimidating. Shu Yao avoided his gaze and tried to find an excuse to leave, "It's nothing. I, I'll go cook another bowl of congee for you."
Just as he was about to shake off his hand, his fair and slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand. Then he was suddenly pulled into a burning embrace.
Bumping into that hard chest unexpectedly, Shu Yao found that he had been firmly held in the man's arms. And a pair of deep, hawk-like, fierce eyes were now carefully scanning every corner of his face.
"Shu Yue, what, what are you doing?" Shu Yao felt that this man was too dangerous. His sharp and evil eyes made him dare not look directly at him.
Shu Yue pressed him again, "What do you mean by saying that, Daddy?"
"I, I just said it out of feeling. I have no other meaning."
"Really?" Shu Yue suddenly sneered. His eyes were cold and bone-chilling. His voice sounded lazy but was actually very cold, "Or does Daddy think that because he is good to me, he likes me? Do you want to push me to someone else?"
Yes, these words really made him feel uneasy and unhappy. He always felt that Shu Yao was deliberately bringing in other men to escape his feelings for him.