"Nothing serious, Zhihao; how are you feeling today? Getting better? Do you feel pain anywhere?" He turned around and checked him out seizing him with his eyes. Apart from being thin, he looked like he was recovering just well.
His face was no longer pale and slightly looked rosy.
"I'm okay, where is the other one? Grounded?" He curiously queried, eying Minghao, who kept her head bowed; something was up with her with the way she had been quiet this entire time while eating little to nothing.
"Taken back to her home, she ain't daddy's girl... All right, let's eat." This topic wasn't conventional to have while they had their breakfast.
When Zhihao heard that, he slightly frowned but didn't stop having his breakfast.
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