In the evening, Wen Qingzhu was also the one who prepared dinner.
The two of them had dinner together. They were not as restrained as they were at noon. Instead, they got along more harmoniously, and there seemed to be some feelings surging between them.
When Wen Qingzhu placed food on mo Qiuxi's plate, mo Qiuxi would also give it to Wen Qingzhu to eat.
The atmosphere between the two of them was so warm and touching for the first time. It was as if there were no more barriers between them.
At this moment, Wen Qingzhu's eyes were filled with a deep, doting light. It was as if a layer of paper had been removed from her eyes, and she had become clear and bright.
After the meal, mo Qiuxi leaned against Wen Qingzhu's chest and watched television.
After watching TV for a while, mo Qiuxi felt a little sleepy. She leaned into Wen Qingzhu's arms and seemed to want to sleep.
