The quiet living room seemed even more silent, Nian Yuyu didn't reply, her ears reddening as she took the breakfast Chu You was holding and walked toward the dining table on her own.
From behind, Chu You watched her retreating figure, a subtle smile brewing in his deep, dark pupils.
He bent down to take slippers from the shoe cabinet and deftly put them on.
The dining table was laid out with an array of breakfast options, millet porridge, soy milk, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and a small serving of beef noodles.
The fragrances of different foods mixed together, ultimately becoming a tempting bait for the greedy.
When Nian Yuyu saw Chu You sit opposite her, his distinctively jointed hands still dotted with water droplets, she silently pushed the tissue box towards him.
"Thank you," Chu You pulled out a tissue, wiped the droplets from his hands, and gazing at her with a gentle voice, said, "What would you like for breakfast?"
"You pick first."