Setting down the bowl of pork liver soup he had prepared, Leng Zimo flared up again upon seeing Luo Xiaoqian daydreaming outside the kitchen door.
"What are you dazing there for, waiting for me to feed you?"
Time was already tight, and he had to take her clothes shopping soon. Yet this girl, she actually had the mood to stand there lost in thought?!
"Coming!"
Luo Xiaoqian snapped back to reality, walked over to the table, sat down, and took a spoonful of soup, bringing it towards her mouth.
"Hey!"
Before she could bring the soup to her lips, Leng Zimo had already growled again.
Raising her face, Luo Xiaoqian looked at him unclearly.
What did she do again? Wasn't it him who asked her to eat?
"It's hot!"
Leng Zimo shot her a glance, frowning as he took a seat opposite her, picking up his coffee.
Across from him, Luo Xiaoqian didn't respond but instead bowed her head and gently blew on the soup to cool it before bringing it to her mouth.