Luo Qiangwei stepped forward and pushed open the glass door. Before she could speak, the man had already made the first sound, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Awake? It's almost ten. Can I come in and make breakfast for you?"
She slightly widened her eyes, the morning laziness making her look soft and naïve, "Why didn't you come in?"
He looked at her as well, as if watching her for one night had been not enough to alleviate his longing, "You weren't awake."
"I'll come in when I wake up tomorrow." That's what she said last night.
Luo Qiangwei didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, and she felt like she was being made out to be the unreasonable one. She turned and walked away, "Fine, then just stand there forever."
Footsteps sounded from behind her. She hadn't walked two steps when the man who had caught up embraced her from behind, "Luo Qiangwei."
She struggled a bit, "Let go, I have to go to the company."
"Let me make you breakfast, okay?"
"Not okay, I won't eat it."
