Only then did Yun Mo let go of her delicate hand and, like a gentleman, picked up a knife and fork and fed himself a small chunk of cheesy mashed potatoes baked in foil.
After a thoughtful pause, he looked at her. His eyes were full of springtime merriment when they met hers, "If I want to sleep, would you accompany me?"
In truth, Yun Mo didn't mean anything else by that.
He had just sat on an airplane for over ten hours and was genuinely tired.
Moreover, he knew that she got up early today and must be tired as well.
So he planned to go back to the room with her for a short rest after finishing breakfast.
But Qiao Xiaon'an misunderstood his intentions, thinking he wanted to... right after returning home.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, she quickly blushed when she looked at the maid and Wu Bo sitting nearby.
She stared at him with a mixture of embarrassment and reproach, "Amo."
