Immediately after the message was sent out, a few more rows of question marks undoubtedly flew across the screen. Looking at row after row of question marks, Little Bean felt as if everyone had turned on the looping mode of a recorder.
Otherwise, how could they all be sending the exact same thing? Plus, the messages kept appearing too.
Even after a while of swiping, there was still no response from Little Bean; the screen went quiet before someone started talking again.
Aeolus: ‘Little Bean, stop joking around with us. If you’re telling us that you’re five years old, would I be ten years old then?’
Fatty: ‘Hahaha, that’s right! In that case, I’d only be three years old; Little Bean, should I be addressing you as my older brother?’
Bean Paste: ‘No, you’ve already been calling me boss.’
French Fry: ‘Why does his tone sound so much like an elementary student? What should we do, brothers? I’m suddenly convinced that the boss is really five years old!’
Yam: ‘Please get your head on straight! Do you mean to say that the boss has an IQ of a five-year-old? Are you nuts?’
French Fries: ‘Why don’t you all believe me? Even if you don’t believe me, you should believe the boss, right? The boss has said so himself that he’s only five years old!’
Aeolus: ‘The boss was just joking with us, but you really believe him?’
Fatty: ‘Now, it’s my turn to tell you guys a joke—I’m actually a girl.’
Yam: ‘Scram!’
Seeing that everyone obviously did not believe him, Little Bean was not all that bothered by it. He did not care much for it anyway; if they did not want to believe him, then they didn’t have to.
Bean Paste: ‘Mommy says I can’t sleep too late, so I’m going offline now. Regarding my contact information, I’ll give it to you the next time I’m online.’
After sending the last message, Little Bean went offline regardless of the reactions of the others and left the group of people who continued messing around in there.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the business class on an international flight was very quiet. The plane was flying steadily, and the flight attendants were already distributing the in-flight meals.
Han Muzi caressed her stomach before looking at Ye Moxuan, who was sleeping while leaning against her shoulder.
With Ye Moxuan’s entire weight pressing against her, he continued to sleep soundly. If it were not for the chair that she was leaning against, Han Muzi felt that she might not be able to support his weight on her.
He was already very tall to begin with, and now that his entire weight was on her, Han Muzi could not take it anymore after a long time had passed.
If it were not for the fact that he had not been able to sleep in the past two days, Han Muzi would have definitely pushed him away by now.
However, she continued to let Ye Moxuan lean on her. When the flight attendant appeared by her side to hand out the in-flight meals, she noticed that someone was sleeping next to Han Muzi and shot a glance with a smile to give Han Muzi a signal.
Remembering that Ye Moxuan did not eat much back in the restaurant, Han Muzi nodded and asked the flight attendant for two meals.
After taking the meals, Han Muzi cast her eyes down and glanced at Ye Moxuan who was still sleeping soundly. After thinking for a bit, she reached out and pushed him.
At first, Ye Moxuan did not move. Han Muzi coughed lightly and pushed him again while whispering his name, “Ye Moxuan, Ye Moxuan!”
After calling his name several times, the person sleeping on her shoulder gradually reacted and raised his eyes to look at her.
Probably because he had just woken up, Ye Moxuan’s eyes were filled with confusion. His usual cold and aloof mood had totally disappeared, looking similar to when Little Bean just woke up.
Although Han Muzi was startled at first, she was about to talk to him when the man suddenly leaned forward and kissed her.
Though his lips were as soft as cotton, the kiss came unexpectedly and was also over with quickly. With faint dissatisfaction, Ye Moxuan came forward again.
This time, he did not quickly remove his lips after kissing Han Muzi; instead, he stayed on her lips for a while. Seemingly dissatisfied, he reached out his hand to hold her face, trying to pry open her lips and teeth.
Han Muzi was shocked and quickly pushed him aside. She softly reminded him, “Are you crazy? We’re on a plane.”
After pushing him aside, Han Muzi realized that several people around them were secretly watching them. With her reddening face, she quickly lowered her head and dared not to look at them in the eye.
This was so embarrassing; it was like this before when they were waiting at the airport, and it was happening again on the plane.
Did this bastard not know how to be a bit more self-conscious when they were outside?
It was only after looking around did Ye Moxuan realize what was going on near their surroundings. When he turned around and saw Han Muzi’s reddened ears, his lips could not help but curl up slightly.
“What did you wake me up for?”
As he asked, Ye Moxuan could not help but yawn as if he did not get enough sleep at all.
How could he have possibly gotten enough sleep when not much time had passed since they had boarded their flight? When she saw his bloodshot eyes, she asked in a whisper, “You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? You should eat a little before going back to bed.”
It was then Ye Moxuan realized there were two meals in front of him.
On a regular day, Ye Moxuan would not usually touch these things, but the person who was asking him to eat now was Han Muzi, so Ye Moxuan suddenly felt that it would not be the worst idea to give it a try.
“Alright.”
Agreeing to it, Ye Moxuan and Han Muzi both lowered their heads to eat.
As they were sitting close together in the same row, he observed the dishes she liked to eat and would pick up her favorite food to put into her bowl.
After several rounds of this, Han Muzi frowned and scolded him, “Why are you giving me all your food? You don’t like it?”
“Don’t you like it?” Ye Moxuan asked, licking his lips. “I see that you keep eating it.”
“Who says that I like eating this dish?” Han Muzi retorted.
“You don’t like it?” He squinted his eyes, asking, “Then, why did you choose to eat this dish first?”
“The most delicious dishes should be saved for last.”
Ye Moxuan was speechless.
What sort of stupid habit was this? To save the most delicious dishes for last?
“Don’t you know? Eating the most delicious dish last makes it even more delicious.” After saying that, Han Muzi’s mouth started twitching as she thought about it. “Did you think that I kept eating it because I liked it? Is that why you…”
Ye Moxuan nodded, his expression not looking good.
“Who would’ve thought that you had a habit like this?”
Han Muzi felt sick of the food, so she pushed the food that he gave her aside, deciding not to eat them as it was suffering for her to do so.
“If you don’t want to eat it, just give the food back to me. Why are you pushing the food aside?” Ye Moxuan frowned.
“You still want to eat these?” Her eyes widened, looking incredulous. “I thought you’d mind it…”
“I’ve even tasted your saliva, so what’s there of you for me to dislike?” Ye Moxuan then took the dishes from her bowl as if nobody was watching.
Han Muzi did not know what to say.
Sensing the gazes of everyone else on them, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
Bearing witness to such an awkward meal, the people around them were much too curious and kept throwing glances their way. As if he could sense her shyness, Ye Moxuan suddenly raised his head and glared at those people with his cold, sharp eyes that were as chilling as arrows.
When a few of them received his murderous gaze, they had no choice but to look away and pretend as if nothing had happened.
Closing her eyes and swallowing the last mouthful of food, Han Muzi felt like there was a stone pressed on her chest.
