"Don't flatter yourself. I just came back to take my things!"
Glancing coldly at her and at the cake in her hands, Ling Chuan picked up his bag and walked into the tent with a cold face.
Lu An hurriedly stopped him and handed him what little of the cake that was left. She chuckled awkwardly and said, "This, this is for you.
"I was too hungry, so, I ate a little, just a little!" Hehe.
"So?"
She even gave him the leftovers of what she had eaten. Too hungry? She had thought that he wasn't coming back!
Ling Chuan gritted his teeth. In the end, he took the last bit of cake from her and entered the tent with his head down.
What a joke. Accepting a gift was one thing, but not forgiving was another.
Ling Chuan sat down silently, put down his bag, and ate the cake.
However, to a certain little girl, accepting her gift meant that she was at least halfway forgiven.
Hehehe.
She followed behind him.
