Xiao Yu's gaze lifted from the screen to look at her.
Sheng Shushu gestured for him to check the messages on her phone.
She was hungry but knew she wouldn't have the time or the energy to cook for herself, so she thought about ordering takeout and asked Xiao Yu if he wanted anything.
Sheng Shushu returned to her room with her phone, pulled down a sheer curtain, and nestled onto the balcony.
Xiao Yu responded with a message: [I'll make it for you]
She furrowed her brows.
Indeed, when you have a cold, your appetite is really poor, and you just want something light, which is indeed suitable to make by oneself.
The problem was that he still had classes to teach.
Xiao Yu might have guessed what she was thinking, as he sent another message: [There's food by the bed, have a little for now.]
Only then did Sheng Shushu get up to take a look.
Oh, there really were a couple of those thumb-sized snacks, good enough.
