Luoluo nodded and wanted to pass the cup of water to him. Instead, he suddenly leaned over and placed his thin lips on the cup. The droplets of water tainted his lips.
Luoluo wasn't a teenager or someone that just turned twenty. She wasn't someone who would turn and leave directly. Thus, even though this action caused her heart to skip a beat.
She didn't show any emotions on her face. Instead, she waited for him to finish drinking before keeping the cup. After that, she sat beside him and started picking vegetables together.
If she treated this person as her friend, she would be able to let go easier. She actually managed to fake it for so many years. Now, it felt easier.
She had probably straightened out her thoughts, but Luoluo was still happy that this person came over. It felt the same as Fatty coming to visit her.
