Wen Tingxue also found it strange, who would come at this hour?
After taking a mouthful of soup, she turned her head and saw Aunt Fang leading Yu Wenli in with a smile.
"Cough!"
The young girl was so startled that the soup went down her windpipe, and she coughed violently.
"Cough cough cough...!"
It was so uncomfortable to cough that the girl raised her hand, wanting to pat her chest to feel better.
But as soon as she moved, her wrist was grabbed, and then she belatedly remembered that her hand was injured.
She couldn't pat it.
"Is my brother that scary?"
Yu Wenli chuckled helplessly as he patted the girl's back.
"No... cough, no..."
As her breathing eased slightly, the girl quickly explained, "I just didn't expect it. Aren't you supposed to be in evening class?"
Her eyes, red and glistening from coughing, held a hint of endearing redness.
Yu Wenli withdrew his hand, couldn't help but rub her eyelid, and then sat down.
Patting the textbooks he had brought with him, he said calmly, "To tutor you."
"Tutor..."
Wen Tingxue looked at the books under his palm and silently withdrew her words.
Her grades were not bad, but she was from a small town school, which couldn't compare to Jiangcheng.
The cram schools they had attended since childhood were not for nothing.
Take Xie Jinyi, for example; the problems she did made Wen Tingxue's head spin.
Yu Wenli had brought not only textbooks but also some kind of workbook.
"Jiangcheng is different from Lucheng. The science problems are very difficult, and even for the college entrance exam, it's not the national paper, so..."
He pushed the books under his palm towards her, his well-defined fingers tapping on them.
He said unhurriedly, "You'd better adapt to it first."
Wen Tingxue glared at the workbook she had never seen before, and suddenly lost her appetite.
As if he had anticipated this, Yu Wenli raised his hand and said to Aunt Fang,
"Auntie, please bring a spoon."
While they were talking, Aunt Fang had already added a bowl and chopsticks for Yu Wenli.
Wen Tingxue glanced at the spoon in front of him and naively asked, "Aren't there any?"
Yu Wenli raised his eyebrows and couldn't resist teasing, "There are two people eating, isn't that enough?"
"Two people?"
The girl foolishly looked towards the door, "Who else? Haven't they come yet?"
Yu Wenli didn't answer. He leaned back lazily against the armrest, his dark eyes fixed on her face, his meaning self-evident.
His looks were somewhat demonic, inherently possessing a strong aura. Even with a usually cool expression, it couldn't diminish his inherent sensuality.
When he stared intently at someone, it amplified his inherent aggressiveness, making it easy for people to be captivated by his intoxicating peach blossom eyes.
Wen Tingxue's heart began to race. Then, she belatedly understood the meaning of his words and said shyly and annoyed, "I can eat by myself!"
Her finger injury wasn't serious; she could hold a spoon!
"Really?"
The young man raised his eyebrows, clearly not believing her.
"Do you want to choke a few more times? Brother promised Uncle and Aunt that he would take good care of you, and choking is not allowed."
Saying this, he took the spoon handed by Aunt Fang and simultaneously took the bowl in front of her.
He picked up her favorite dishes with her chopsticks and then mixed them with rice using the spoon to feed her.
The young girl stared at the spoon in front of her, not used to it at all.
She had never been fed by anyone before in her life.
It felt strange.
He didn't rush her, just held his hand up, implying he wouldn't stop until she ate.
A gentle form of persuasion.
And yet, she was susceptible to it. Awkwardly, she took the first bite.
It was okay, not too difficult to accept.
Then came the second bite.
...
Halfway through the bowl of rice, Wen Tingxue couldn't help but wonder if he had fed anyone else like this before.
How could he be so skilled?
Yu Wenli saw through her thoughts at a glance and said faintly, "No, you are the first."
He added, "Perhaps I'm a natural."
There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
He had never taken care of anyone like this in his life, yet he found it quite easy to take care of her.
The young girl's lips curved slightly, and she ate a few more mouthfuls of rice.
After feeding the girl, Yu Wenli ate a simple meal with the remaining dishes.
He didn't particularly like sweet and sour dishes, but the girl did, so he had to make do and eat some.
Wen Tingxue, afraid he wouldn't be full, actively asked Aunt Fang to steam a bowl of egg custard.
Aunt Fang smiled and nodded, "I'll bring it up for you later."
"Yes," Yu Wenli nodded politely, "Thank you for your trouble."
He stood up, ready to carry the girl upstairs. Before he could move, the doorbell rang again.
Aunt Fang looked at the time and wondered, "Who could it be? Master and Xiu Xiu aren't due back at this hour either."