Chapter 1120: Chapter 1140: Can You Be a Bit More Confident?

Tang Yan’s gaze fell on the slice of bread in front of the girl, which had been cut into one hundred and eighty pieces.

His face darkened for a moment.

He softly hummed, walked to the opposite side of Qi Yue, and sat down.

The aroma of milk wafted in the air.

Qi Yue snapped back to reality, remembered something, and awkwardly asked, "Are you... are you feeling better?"

Tang Yan took a sip of milk and glanced at Qi Yue.

"A little better."

"Oh." Qi Yue smiled, picked up a piece of pizza, and placed it on the plate in front of Tang Yan, "You should eat more..." Tang Yan looked up, his gaze on her, "I can do it myself."

Qi Yue blushed, clearly feeling that his voice seemed a bit cold.

She quickly withdrew her hand and sat up straight on the chair.

"Uh... sorry... I really..."

"Enough." Tang Yan’s handsome face blushed slightly, "Let’s eat."

Qi Yue nodded.

She quickly picked up the bread, spread some salad dressing on it, and began to eat.

Lately, she had quite an appetite, sometimes eating more than enough for two meals at once. Especially in the morning, she felt particularly hungry after a night’s sleep.

In no time, Qi Yue had eaten several slices of bread and two large pieces of pizza.

Tang Yan ate slowly, his movements very graceful. He slightly raised his eyes and twitched his mouth as he glanced at Qi Yue.

"You... eat slower, no one’s competing with you."

This woman ate like she hadn’t eaten in days every time.

Tang Yan’s eye twitched slightly.

Qi Yue was startled by his words and suddenly choked.

"Cough—cough—!" She covered her mouth, coughing vigorously.

Tang Yan’s expression changed, and he hurriedly rushed forward, patting her back while handing her the milk.

"Are you okay? Drink some milk to ease it."

Qi Yue coughed for a long time, her face turning red from the coughing, and Tang Yan said anxiously, "I was just saying, why are you in such a hurry? I’m not complaining about how much you eat." He helplessly handed her a glass of water, "Drink a little quickly."

Qi Yue took the milk and drank a little.

She patted her chest with her hand, seeing Tang Yan’s unhappy expression, and awkwardly said, "Sorry... I... cough cough..."

"Alright!" Tang Yan shouted softly. He grabbed a tissue, helping her wipe her mouth and the water on her neck.

Qi Yue was momentarily dumbfounded.

Beside her, the faint, pleasant scent from the man surrounded her, unsure if it was shampoo or something else. In any case, it made her breathe somewhat restrained.

The man tenderly wiped her mouth, gazed at her, frowned, and said, "Can you stop apologizing or saying sorry every time something happens? Is that the only two phrases you know?"

Qi Yue bit her lower lip.

She knew Tang Yan was upset again, but she couldn’t understand why he was angry even when she apologized.

"Sorry... I just..." She instinctively started to speak but met Tang Yan’s angry gaze.

Qi Yue quickly closed her mouth.

But Tang Yan couldn’t help but laugh.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted her chin.

"Qi Yue, you’re actually very good, really. Could you... be a bit more confident?"

Qi Yue seemed to hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

She widened her eyes, looking at the handsome man in front of her.

The man’s thin lips continued, "From now on, don’t apologize for everything. Many things aren’t your fault, you don’t need to apologize, understand?"

For some reason, Qi Yue couldn’t help but think of the moment this morning when she lifted his quilt.