Just as she picked up an egg, Qiao Mo seemed to have thought of something and quietly looked up at the figure on the sofa.
From morning till now, he probably hasn't eaten anything either.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Mo took another egg.
Though this man was extremely annoying, she still hoped to have a better year.
However, thinking about this, a hint of loneliness flashed in Qiao Mo's eyes.
She couldn't understand why Fu Nancheng hadn't touched her last night or today, even though she clearly felt his desire.
But Qiao Mo couldn't help but wonder, could she avoid it once, avoid it twice...
Could she avoid it for a year?
More than ten minutes later, a faint aroma wafted out from the kitchen.
Qiao Mo came out from the kitchen holding a bowl of noodles, and as she slightly looked up, she coincidentally met Fu Nancheng's gaze, causing her to quickly retract her sight and lower her head towards the dining table, trying hard to minimize her presence.
