Shen Yuan was already used to automatically preparing a dipping sauce for his Eldest Female Cousin whenever they had hot pot.
"Here, eat up."
After cooking a portion of beef, Shen Yuan took the initiative to pass it over.
Just as Yang Yishui habitually reached out to take it, she saw Shen Yuan place the beef into the bowl of Li Zhi, who was sitting opposite them.
"Huh?"
His Eldest Female Cousin froze. The fingers holding her chopsticks curled slightly, and her motion of leaning forward to accept the bowl came to an abrupt halt.
"Yours is next!" Shen Yuan placated her perfunctorily.
Through the white steam rising from the hot pot, his Eldest Female Cousin suddenly relaxed her chopsticks to cup her chin. Her face showed no sign of displeasure; instead, she looked thoroughly intrigued.
Yang Yishui's gaze darted back and forth between Shen Yuan and Li Zhi, the corners of her mouth lifting into a knowing smirk.
