An Lan stretched out her hand wanting to take it, but Huo Zhanting avoided her again. She looked up at Huo Zhanting, and at that very moment, Huo Zhanting was also looking at her.
In their mutual gaze, An Lan seemed to understand that Huo Zhanting would not compromise, so she could only swallow her shame and let Huo Zhanting feed her spoon by spoon until the bowl of silver ear porridge was finished. After eating, An Lan curled up in bed, pulling the blanket over her head.
Huo Zhanting reached out, pulling down her blanket, "Covering yourself so tightly, aren't you afraid of not being able to breathe, Lanlan, I heard from Mumu tonight that she encountered a bad person at school?"
Thinking of this incident, An Lan suddenly sat up straight, "Yes! I was just thinking about telling you."
Her expression turned extremely serious in a second.