Pretend to be the host, pretend to be in love!

Chapter 1205 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (87)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (87)

The chili peppers were very spicy, so Song Ning shed tears while eating them.

Although Lance didn't think so, he firmly believed that Song Ning should eat this meal in his arms.

Song Ning felt a little awkward being held on Lance's lap. He tried to struggle to get down, but Lance ruthlessly suppressed him.

And it's based on sound reasoning and evidence.

"This is the first time we've eaten together since we started dating. This should be called a date, right? So it's normal for us to hug, just like you said."

Is this what he meant by hugging?

Song Ning was a little exasperated and incredulous that he couldn't argue with Lance. Fortunately, after trying hard for a long time, he managed to get a normal eating posture.

But it wasn't entirely normal, since Lance was holding his left hand tightly and even watching him eat, which made him very uncomfortable.

He struggled again.

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat with me? You can't use chopsticks if you're holding my hand like this. Let's eat normally first."

Lance stared at him, not letting go.

“You can eat it,” he said in a low, suggestive voice. “We ate together before I could eat solid food.”

When was that?

How come he doesn't remember?

Song Ning recalled for a moment, until he saw Lance's suggestive look, and then he realized that Lance was referring to the time when he had briefly fed Lance with chopsticks when he didn't know Lance could use them.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Song Ning accidentally choked on a chili pepper, coughing so hard his eyes were bulging. Lance looked puzzled but came over and patted his back.

"be careful."

Song Ning was at a loss for words, wondering if the big cat had no idea who was behind his actions.

Fortunately, the choking wasn't too severe. After a short while, Song Ning sat back down, a few tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes, making her look hazy and beautiful in the warm room.

Lance looked down, staring intently, his eyes revealing undisguised affection.

Feeling a little embarrassed by his gaze, Song Ning could only lower her head and look at the delicious-looking dinner in front of her. As she looked at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"You actually have quite a talent for cooking."

Although he was directing, Song Ning thought Lance was truly talented for being able to do things exactly as he said.

Without taking his eyes off Song Ning's face, Lance lowered his voice and spoke with a hint of coaxing.

"If Ningning thinks I did a good job, shouldn't I get a reward?"

This guy! Where did he learn all this nonsense?

Song Ning was dumbfounded. Even he, a genuine human, couldn't say such things. Where did Lance learn them from?

"W-what reward?"

Song Ning silently pinched himself; what he really wanted to say was, 'When did you learn these sweet words?'

"feed me."

Lance sat as close to him as possible, and naturally took Song Ning's free left hand and held it in his palm.

A burning sensation spread through her fingers, and Lance's deep bass filled her ears. Song Ning took a deep breath and told herself this.

This is his new girlfriend. He should get used to this kind of relationship, otherwise what's the point of dating her?

"Then, then you can't do anything else. Let's eat together."

Trying to make a deal with Lance, Song Ning saw Lance nod in agreement and then tried to convince herself that "this is normal, they are a couple," "just pretend that Lance doesn't know how to use chopsticks, like before," and "it's just a meal, feeding him shouldn't be a problem."

Seeing Song Ning's expression begin to waver, Lance tightened his grip on the fingers he was playing with.

"You eat first, and then feed me after you've finished eating."

Since Song Ning had already agreed, he wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, the benefits he wanted have already been guaranteed, so it doesn't matter whether it's sooner or later.

This guy is way too good at dating! Who's the real human here?

Song Ning felt utterly defeated by Lance's words. He hesitated for a moment, then tried his best to pick up the food with his chopsticks and held it tremblingly to Lance's lips. He didn't even dare to look at Lance's expression.

"Try it, try it and see how it tastes."

"good to eat."

Lance bit down on his chopsticks and spoke without thinking.

You haven't even tasted it yet, so what's so delicious about it!

Song Ning really wanted to complain loudly: How could he have thought that Da Mao was mature, steady, self-controlled, and even a little arrogant before?

Now it seems that it was clearly a bit shameless.

But human habits are very powerful. After realizing Lance's true nature, Song Ning gradually got used to it, and it even gradually replaced the image of the big cat in his mind.

Perhaps he really didn't understand the big cat well enough before? Maybe what he thought was just a misunderstanding caused by his inability to communicate with the big cat?

He couldn't help but steal a glance at Lance's expression. The room was dimly lit, and Lance, backlit, looked like a statue emerging from the shadows. He was so handsome that even the lines of light and shadow on his nose seemed to be a perfect creation sculpted by a master craftsman.

As Song Ning watched, she suddenly swallowed hard.

These chilies are a bit too spicy.

At that moment, Lance raised his head and his gaze fell on Song Ning's Adam's apple.

It's over, it's been discovered.

As this thought crossed her mind, a figure suddenly loomed over her the next second. Song Ning stared blankly up at the spot, then a light kiss landed on her lips.

"You seem to really want to kiss me."

Lance stated.

Song Ning wanted to say that he was no less than him, but the words seemed so powerless when they reached his lips.

He does seem to want to kiss her.

"Give me a kiss?"

Lance offered him advice.

Song Ning thought to herself, feeling a little tempted.

He was already susceptible to temptation, and now that the person in question had extended an invitation to him, he was even less able to refuse.

Having achieved a remarkable 0.1 seconds in his attempt to resist Lance's temptation, Song Ning's final act of defiance was to demand that Lance close his eyes.

"it is good."

As soon as Lance closed his eyes, Song Ning realized he was even more doomed.

How could anyone in this world be more alluring with their eyes closed than with them open?

Song Ning even wanted to count how many eyelashes Lance had, and was attracted by those thick eyelashes that were like feather fans. It felt like being gently tickled by the tail feathers of a feather fan, making him unbearably itchy.

Let's kiss, it's not like we've never kissed before.

Song Ning even forgot to put down his chopsticks. With his right hand still holding the chopsticks, he put his hand on Lance's shoulder and straightened his back. He glanced at Lance with his eyes closed, looking as if he was at someone's mercy, took a deep breath, and then kissed him with his eyes closed.

He'd caught him. Lan Si's azure eyes snapped open, a hint of amusement and satisfaction flashing in them.

The hand that was originally supporting him on the ground immediately gripped Song Ning's waist, and in an instant, the offensive and defensive positions were reversed.