Could it be that because she didn't go back, he didn't eat?
But is that possible? Qin Feimo, would he really not eat just because she didn't go back?
Facing the man's deep narrow eyes, devoid of warmth, could such a man torture his own stomach for such an insignificant reason? She might be overthinking it.
"How would I know." She lowered her head, not wanting to fall into a trap of wishful thinking.
He frowned, clearly displeased.
It was clearly because of her that he was hungry, yet she behaved as if it had nothing to do with her, making him inexplicably annoyed, even somewhat... aggrieved?
The atmosphere once again fell into a stalemate. Feng Jinglei hung her head in silence, and Qin Feimo said nothing either.
Being in his embrace like this made Feng Jinglei increasingly uncomfortable.
"Um, I'm not cold anymore..." She moved her hand, trying to struggle out of his embrace.
