Lu Ao nodded. "Come in first. I just got up. I'll go wash up, then come talk to you."
"Why did you get up so late today? Aren't you usually up pretty early?"
"I went to bed late yesterday." Lu Ao yawned. "Go sit in the living room for a while. If you're thirsty, pour yourself some tea."
"Got it. Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. I can manage on my own."
After washing up, Lu Ao headed to the kitchen feeling refreshed to see what breakfast Song Zhou had left for him.
Today, Song Zhou had left him two portions of omurice.
They were enormous servings of omurice, filled with seafood fried rice and wrapped in golden egg sheets, drizzled with black pepper meat sauce and ketchup.
That kind of luxurious spread was clearly something produced by their organization.
Lu Ao carried the huge plate into the living room and asked Lin Qiyan, "Want some breakfast?"
Lin Qiyan looked at the plate in his hands and couldn't help saying, "That's far more than just a little."
Lin Qiyan looked down at his stomach, then at Lu Ao's massive portion of omurice. "I've realized that Song Zhou might have the same mindset as my grandma. He's just afraid you'll go hungry."
Lu Ao looked at Lin Qiyan's utterly upright expression and frowned slightly. "Are you sure you want to compare my boyfriend to your grandma?"
Lin Qiyan burst out laughing. After a long while, he finally waved a hand. "Forget it. He can't compare."
Lu Ao took a huge bite of rice and waited for him to finish laughing before asking, "What did you come to see me about today?"
Lin Qiyan slapped his forehead. "I nearly forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. First, Professor Huang