He was a little awkward, and shifted his eyes away, not knowing what to say. On the contrary Xia Qingyi slowly closed her eyes again after opening them. She had slept her fill, and opened her mouth after a while. "I'm hungry, brother."
Mo Han was a little exasperated with her habit of wanting to eat right after she woke. He shook the hand that Xia Qingyi was still clasping on and said, "Let go, I'll make you breakfast."
Xia Qingyi nodded her head lightly, released his hand, and turned her body over and continued sleeping.
"It's already seven thirty, wake up," Mo Han sat at the side of the bed, twisting the hand that she had held on the entire time.
There was no movement or noise from her.
"Do you want to go to school? Don't you have lessons in school today?" Mo Han got up from the bed, rearranged his clothes and looked at Xia Qingyi, whose back was facing him.
