In han yichu's heart, Huang qingwu was always beautiful and cute, and he wanted to keep watching her.
However, there were some things in his heart that he couldn't say, so he could only remain silent.
Huang qingwu looked at the soup in front of her. It was made by han yichu, and he was the one who ladled it for her.
Huang qingwu's expression was dazed, and her gaze became complicated.
She didn't know what she was doing with han yichu.
However, after last night, they were no longer strangers!
It was just that she still didn't understand him, but she didn't reject him that much.
Huang qingwu did not reply and lowered her head to drink her soup.
Han yichu couldn't look at Huang qingwu all the time, but he seemed to be able to sense what she wanted to eat, and he carefully and patiently picked up food for her.
Huang qingwu was stunned for a moment. She could feel that han yichu did this casually and sincerely.
