Li Xiaomin slowly raised her hand and blew on the spoon.
Seeing this, Max pulled his hand back and scooted closer to her.
When Li Xiaomin saw the expectant look on his face, a light blush appeared on her face and she felt her heart beating faster.
But she told herself that she was only feeding an ill person, so it was alright and brought the spoon to his mouth.
However, her heart began beating faster when Max didn't break eye contact even as he ate the soup.
She wasn't a clueless child who wouldn't understand what this, his look, meant.
'It's inappropriate.' She told herself, however, she didn't stop and continued feeding him, gently blowing on the spoon each time and each time feeling her brother-in-law's heated gaze on her lips.
Max inwardly nodded in satisfaction when she didn't stop and walked away, insteading opting to only lower her gaze even as the blush on her face deepened and her breathing became heavier.
Clink!
