After that, she chose a soft sofa in the cafeteria and sat down.
Li Zimo naturally followed her and sat on the sofa opposite her.
Lin Xiaotian suddenly felt very bored, placing her hands on the table, tapping her fingers idly on the surface, sighing from time to time, clearly in a bad mood, somewhat irritable.
Li Zimo saw this and couldn't help but ask her, "Xiao Tian, what's wrong?"
"I'm bored, can't you tell? If you were caught and locked up by someone you hate, wouldn't you be bored?" Lin Xiaotian spared him no face, directly mocking him sarcastically.
Li Zimo's expression was quite awkward, but since he brought her to his side this time, he was always subject to her sarcasm; he seemed to be slowly getting used to it.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then said, "Then I'll get someone to bring you some books to read, do you want them?"
