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His lips curved lightly, in amusement. There it was again that shy look Lin Xin got whenever he was caught off guard. The way his lashes trembled and the way his voice softened when he gets flustered… it was strangely addictive.
The moment he gets praised, he panics like a startled cat, Han Yan mused, fighting the urge to chuckle like an idiot. And yet, that's what makes him even more adorable.
Wait. Adorable?
Did he really just think Lin Xin was adorable? Han Yan nearly groaned, mentally horrified. He seriously wanted to grab those thoughts, crush it, and toss it straight out the nearest window.
Han Yan chuckled inwardly as he tried to keep a straight face. "If this is just soup, then I might start hoping for just soup every day from now on."
Lin Xin blinked, clearly at a loss for words. "You!" he stammered softly, lowering his gaze but a faint, unwilling smile tugged at his lips.
