"...No need."
He had nothing better to do, so he went to wash the lunchboxes and sat here reading the newspaper, all for a reason.
—He was full.
But since it was rare to enjoy Mo Shangjun's cooking, and it was hard for her to make him a meal, plus the food was delicious, he wasn't willing to waste it under any circumstances.
"Alright."
Mo Shangjun still felt a bit dizzy and didn't think much, so she casually nodded.
After a long time without a good rest, lying in a comfortable bed... she truly didn't want to get up.
If it weren't for her years of self-discipline, she probably wouldn't leave here tonight.
Putting the newspaper aside, Ya Tianxing asked, "What time will you come tomorrow?"
