Listening to her earnestly make excuses, those deep black eyes were also filled with anticipation as they looked at her.
Gu Annan's hand holding the fork paused slightly, and he gazed downward slightly, "Whatever you like."
*
After savouring a satisfying late-night snack, Lu Wanwan hadn't expected that she would end up eating spaghetti personally cooked by Gu Annan.
What complicated her feelings the most was that it actually tasted very good, and she couldn't find any faults with it.
How could he be good at everything? This made it even harder for her to dislike him!
The next morning, when Lu Wanwan came downstairs, she heard a maid explaining to Auntie Li, "I did clean the kitchen last night..."
She remembered, it must have been because of those two plates, and she felt awkward immediately.
Last night, Gu Annan had eaten something quickly and then went upstairs. After Lu Wanwan had her fill, she felt it inappropriate to leave a mess behind.
