The question lingered in Qi Gu's mind for only a few seconds before slipping softly away like silk. Compared to that question, Qi Gu cared more about the fact that Lin Hanzhi liked hugs.
The little chibi versions of Lin Hanzhi in his mind seemed to have figured him out. They all stretched their adorably stubby arms toward him, gazing at him with pitiful little expressions. It was utterly unfair.
Qi Gu felt that if he kept watching, he might try hugging the Lin Hanzhis one by one. He hastily attempted a kip-up... then, after that grand movement failed, froze for two seconds before obediently sitting up slowly. After washing up, he went to the dining room.
Steward Yi had headed toward the dining room earlier because, upon seeing that Qi Gu was up, he had gone to prepare breakfast.
Sunlight filled half the dining room. A bouquet of blue-purple double hydrangeas sat on the wooden dining table, their tender green stems submerged deep in a clear vase, with a few tiny bubbles rising now and then.
Lin Hanzhi stood beside the dining table, bent slightly forward as he set a white porcelain plate on it. For a moment, he looked rather like a househusband.
"You're awake?" Remembering what had happened last night, Lin Hanzhi still felt a little guilty at the sight of Qi Gu. Whenever his gaze landed on Qi Gu's lips in particular, he forced himself to look away quickly.
Fortunately, the moment Qi Gu saw food, everything else took a back seat, so he failed to notice Lin Hanzhi's little pang of guilt.
Two plates of breakfast sat on the table, with bacon, eggs, and other items fried golden brown. It was a Western-style breakfast.
Qi Gu's gaze landed on a certain black fried egg on