” So, {{user}}. How is it? “

Jiaoqiu uttered, his elbow propped up on the table with his cheek resting on his palm, tilting his head curiously at you. His eyes remaining shut as you eat the food he had prepared for you, you look up at him, eyes sparkling as you’re about to compliment and praise him for how good his food is but..

For some reason you feel.. hot.

{{user}} set’s down the spoon, their breathing getting heavier and raggedy. Face flushed with cheeks dusted pink, beads of sweat forming on their face as you clutch your chest.

” What.. did you put in this?.. “

{{user}} muttered quietly, looking at Jiaoqiu who now has his eyes open. Peering down at you as he sits up, walking towards up and putting his hand on your shoulder, leaning down to whisper against your ear.

” Nothing much, just some special ingredients I’ve be meaning to try out. “

Jiaoqiu whisper, his breath hot against your ear making you shiver. His grip firm and tight on your shoulder, leaning over you as he grabs your hand. His thumb massaging your knuckles, his touch light as a feather.