"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Lin Qianqian withdrew her hand. Her reaction just now had been completely instinctive.
She didn't know why she'd reacted that way, either.
She clearly hadn't minded physical contact with Zhou Fan before.
But just now, she'd instinctively reacted the moment she touched him.
Maybe it was because of what had happened last night... it had left her a little sensitive even now.
She wasn't sure whether it was her body or her nerves that were sensitive.
"Here, you can have this bun." Zhou Fan casually handed her the bun.
"Thanks..." Lin Qianqian took it and ate in small bites.
Zhou Fan kept feeling that Lin Qianqian seemed a little different today.
Although they usually didn't talk much, either.
Before, Lin Qianqian had given him the impression of being aloof and unwilling to speak.
Today, though, all her usual aloofness was gone, and she'd become more... docile?
It was like an iceberg beginning to melt.
The change was so subtle that most people wouldn't have noticed.
Zhou Fan could only sense it because he'd spent so much time with her.
"Do you... have any plans today?" Lin Qianqian asked.
"Um... not at the moment. Why?"
"Nothing. I was just asking."
"Oh, I thought you wanted me to come along for something," Zhou Fan said.
"...No."
She wasn't a child. She didn't need Zhou Fan to keep her company.
"All right."
Just as they finished breakfast, Zhao Qiu arrived.
"Old Zhou, I'm here! Is there any breakfast left?" he called as soon as he came through the door.
"A few buns and some pork and century egg congee. Want some?"
"Yes!"
Zhao Qiu never turned down food.
With his appetite, he ate plenty at every meal.
Luckily, Zhou Fan had made a lot of breakfast-he'd already allowed for Zhao