Lu Moqing placed the cooked eggs on a plate and started to prepare other dishes.
When he casually glanced back, he saw Qiao Xu leaning against the stairway entrance, gazing at him in a daze.
His movements stopped for a moment, and then the corners of his lips lifted as he waved at her.
Qiao Xu did not expect to be caught red-handed while peeking. Her face flushed, and her eyes revealed a hint of guilt and embarrassment.
Since Lu Moqing had discovered her, she had no choice but to brace herself and walk over.
As soon as she reached the kitchen entrance, her shoulder was pulled by Lu Moqing's outstretched hand.
Because his hand was a bit dirty, he didn't touch Qiao Xu's shoulder but used his arm to pull her closer. As a result, the distance between them seemed much closer.
Lu Moqing looked at her with a seemingly amused expression, and the morning sunlight shone on his face.
