Xie Wanqing was slurping her noodles when he unexpectedly took out a bottle of medicinal oil and gently massaged her bruise.
He appeared as calm as always, but there was a visible gentleness in his eyes.
Xie Wanqing had somewhat grown accustomed to his changes. Seeing this, she didn't feel as awkward as she did initially. She simply lowered her gaze and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
He had only made one bowl of noodles...
However, upon hearing her question, Lu Ziyuan looked up at her and replied naturally, "I will eat."
Xie Wanqing thought he had brought some dry food with him, but she never saw him take any out.
It wasn't until she had eaten a few bites and was about to put her chopsticks down that he naturally took over. That's when she realized that his so-called eating meant finishing off what she had left...
Even the half-eaten egg she had bitten was devoured in one go.
Xie Wanqing pressed her lips together, "Can't you make another bowl?"
