Lu Feng smiled, "There are still many things you don't know. I'll let you know them gradually. Watch your step, we're going up the stairs."
Eden stepped up the stairs, led by him to a round table beside them. She smelled the aroma of food and raised her eyebrows, "You haven't eaten yet?"
"Hmm, without you, I had no appetite. Your task now is to feed me, and not just my stomach." Lu Feng held her as they sat by the dining table, where three candles were lit—an authentic candlelit dinner.
He embraced her and let her sit on his lap, handing her the utensils, "Feed me."
Eden held the knife and fork with both hands, her eyes blindfolded. She could only see the flickering candlelight and couldn't distinguish where the food was. She said, "Why don't you take off the ribbon for me? How can I feed you if I can't see?"
"I'll help you!"
