But just as she reached out, her steamed bun was still not put down.
Lu Hualiang's slender and distinguished hand gave a gentle push, and his plate had already arrived in front of Xia Weibao.
"You eat this, eating only steamed buns has no nutrition."
His breakfast was specially made by the chef, a notch above those steamed buns and white porridge of hers.
Ruan Jiajia's hand froze mid-air.
Her face full of embarrassment.
What was even more awkward for her was that the man had been looking at Xia Weibao the whole time, not sparing her a glance.
She could only manage to force a smile awkwardly, then retracted her hand.
At a not-too-distant dining table, Zhuang Xuejun was biting into a steamed bun and laughing.
"Ruan Jiajia is really embarrassing herself."
"Delusional." Qiao Li said coldly.
"It's my Baby's charm that's great, look how considerate the instructor is to her, even giving up his own breakfast for her to eat."
