Su Muyao wanted to help, but Wen Nanxi hurriedly and carefully helped her to sit down next to him, "I'll take care of these things, it'll be fine soon."
"The food in the space is cold, we'll eat hot ones soon."
Wen Nanxi couldn't bear to let Su Muyao eat cold food.
Su Muyao saw that Wen Nanxi insisted, so she didn't say anything further.
"Actually, I'm not that delicate, I'm in good health, very strong."
"I know, I just can't help but be nervous."
After a pause, Wen Nanxi looked at Su Muyao, as if wanting to say or ask something, but he worried that asking might not be appropriate, so he hesitated.
Su Muyao observed his expression, and through his eyes, she immediately understood his thoughts, causing her heart to suddenly ache and her nose to tingle.
At this moment, she couldn't help but feel heartache for Wen Nanxi.
