"Indeed." Ma Wu looked at Shen Rongqing affectionately.
This was a test for Ma Wu; he liked to be straightforward, but with Shen Rongqing, he had to learn to be subtle.
The few pleasantries exchanged earlier were merely playful banter, and now as they locked eyes, Shen Rongqing felt a stir of emotions, and Ma Wu had to keep up with the rhythm.
"Young Master Wu, I cooked some lotus seed soup at home. Eating it alone, I feel quite lonely." Shen Rongqing offered an invitation.
Ma Wu put down his ledger: "If the lady is willing, grant me a bowl tonight."
Shen Rongqing took Ma Wu's hand.
Ma Wu followed Shen Rongqing out of Xiaoyao Lodge.
When they arrived at Shen Rongqing's residence, there were no maids at home. She had indeed prepared lotus seed soup and served Ma Wu a bowl.
Ma Wu tasted a spoonful, found the flavor quite good, and just as he was about to take a second spoonful, Shen Rongqing hugged him from behind: "Junyang, I want you."
"Rongqing, I want you too."
