He wasn't so sure of himself.
Zhou Shuang peered warily at her bowl and hesitated. She gingerly picked up the piece of intestine and popped it inside her mouth.
After chewing a few times, her face turned red.
Spicy!
She instantly swallowed it down and hurriedly ate her porridge.
Lu Yinan nervously watched her and asked, "How was it?"
Zhou Shuang ignored him and gulped the rest of the porridge. She placed the bowl down and wiped her mouth with tissues.
"If my clothes are dry, send them to me. I have to go to work." Zhou Shuang glanced coldly at Lu Yinan.
She rose and walked back to the bedroom.
She couldn't cling on to this insignificant gesture, nor the spontaneous gentleness.
Zhou Shuang walked quietly and carefully, just like how careful she was with her heart.
She had to constantly remind herself not to waver or relent. She can't go back to those days where there wasn't any future.
