This morning, Lu Xiaoyou slept very soundly. Due to a subtle connection between her and Feng Zheyu, she vaguely sensed that Feng Zheyu had arrived, and only then did she open her eyes from her sleep.
Unexpectedly, this man had already been waiting for her for two hours.
"Wait for me a moment, I'll go freshen up first."
After all, she had agreed with Feng Zheyu to have breakfast together, and now she felt like she was two hours late.
Feng Zheyu rested one hand on the back of the sofa chair and asked as he watched Lu Xiaoyou's back:
"Let's have breakfast here."
"Hmm?" Lu Xiaoyou turned to look at him.
The man said eagerly, "I can make breakfast for you."
To avoid Lu Xiaoyou rushing to wash, change clothes, and then follow him outside, Feng Zheyu thought he could prepare breakfast for her.
"No need." Lu Xiaoyou refused, "Let's eat out."
