"you know that's not what i meant." he huan bit her lip.
As she spoke, she stirred the food on the plate and said faintly, " "Do you have to pretend to be a victim to make me feel guilty?"
Qin mo smiled and did not say anything else.
He Huan pursed her lips. She knew that this was his usual trick, so she didn't say anything more and just ate quietly.
The food made by a five-star chef was indeed different. Even a home-cooked meal could be cooked beautifully. However, the two of them felt a little suffocated.
in fact, this was normal. young couples in love were often like this. although they were past the stage of youth, it was everyone's first time in love.
He Huan was the one who cleaned up after the meal. After that, he continued to work, and so did she. One of them sat on the bed, and the other on the small sofa. It was as if they were drawing a line between the two.
