"Don't go to the cafeteria, I've brought you lunch."
Zhao Qingge was wearing a retro, light luxury, British-style black blazer today, with a thick velvet long skirt in black underneath. Her high-heeled, mid-calf boots just reached the hem of the skirt, making her look tall and fashionable; a narrow belt, entirely black with a shiny silver buckle, was cinched at her waist, providing a perfect transitional embellishment between the upper and lower body, enhancing her elegance and slenderness.
"How did you know..."
Instinctively, Zhao Qingge wanted to ask him how he knew she was going to the cafeteria, but she quickly realized it was unnecessary to ask. Whether or not he had special powers, it was mealtime.
"Close the door and come in to talk."
Li Peifeng not only closed the door but also locked it. Today, Old Zhao looked especially good, youhoo!
"Eat, I know you're hungry, so I made a few dishes and brought them to you, should be... hmm, still warm."
