Chu Yao was thoroughly shocked by her own thoughts.
A moment later, Lu Xize had dinner ready. The dishes were still simple, but so far, he had yet to make the same one twice for Chu Yao.
Chu Yao lowered her head, picking at her rice. The way she had just taken his actions for granted was honestly a bit shocking. But from the look of him, Lu Xize seemed to feel that doing all this was perfectly natural too.
Chu Yao stole several glances at Lu Xize and saw that he truly wore no particular expression. He ladled soup for her and placed food on her plate. Everything he did seemed so effortless and natural.
And so, Chu Yao had an epiphany. The reason she felt it was a matter of course for Lu Xize to do all this was because of his calm and unbothered expression.
'Yes, that's it. It's not my fault, it's Lu Xize's. Right, that's exactly it.'
Having found her justification, Chu Yao instantly felt completely vindicated and happily went back to her meal.
