"Mm! I'm really starving to death!" Pei Yan adjusted his collar and walked out of the room with a refreshed look, replying with a smile.
Closing the book, Zhao Yuanhu got up and went to the kitchen, where there was food delivered regularly from the restaurant. She always saved a portion for Pei Yan so he could eat a hot meal as soon as he woke up. While putting the food from the meal box into the microwave to heat it, she complained softly, "Are we really in a relationship? I don't feel like we're dating at all. I feel like I've skipped the dating stage and become your personal nanny."
"Sorry!" Pei Yan embraced Zhao Yuanhu from behind. Seeing her not object, he leaned his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and inhaled the fragrance of her hair, apologetically saying, "I know I'm not really up to par in this area. We haven't even had a proper date, but I've just been too busy lately! You know... "
