"How come I don't remember ever saying that..."
"You should ask yourself that, why can't you remember. As compensation..."
Lu Wanwan's body trembled, her clear, bright eyes wide open.
It was just that they hadn't cut the cake at 12 o'clock, even though it had been his birthday all day, and no time had passed.
Did they really need some damn compensation for that?
"Gu Annan, you're bullying me!"
*
When Lu Wanwan got up, she felt like her waist was about to break.
Even dressing, such a minor task, seemed so strenuous.
Full of resentment, she glanced at the figure in the kitchen then fished out an oversized coat to wrap herself up tightly.
A small house is always such a hassle; whenever she washed up, she could see him anytime she looked up.
Lu Wanwan tilted her head to brush her teeth, while eyeing the kitchen's direction.
Even in the kitchen, his every move was graceful and composed, his style clashing with the rudimentary kitchen.
