C151 The Power of His Idol!

Linian watched Zaozao and softly said, "Take your time eating."

"Huh?" Zaozao looked up reflexively at the sound of Linian's voice, a bit of rice noodle clinging to the corner of her mouth, making her look a little comical.

Linian picked up a napkin from the table and gently wiped it away for her.

Zaozao felt a gentle hand brush against her lips, and her face turned bright red. This gesture..