In the blink of an eye, it was nighttime. At this point, Meng Yue slowly awoke and slowly opened the bedroom door. Groggily, she made her way to the living room and saw Lu Yu lying lazily on the sofa, watching TV with great interest.
"You're awake?"
Seeing Meng Yue awake, Lu Yu smiled and said, "It seems like you were really tired. You've slept for an entire day."
"That's the thing about being a detective, you lose track of time when you're busy," Meng Yue said nonchalantly, as she was clearly used to her job. "You get used to it after a while."
Hearing Meng Yue's words, Lu Yu smiled slightly and said, "There's dinner in the kitchen, you should eat something. Don't you have a mission tonight?"
Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Meng Yue felt a warm sensation in her heart. She had many suitors, but very few were willing to make her a bowl of porridge. Lu Yu's gesture moved her slightly.
"You've got some sense, knowing to make me dinner. It's worth having made you chicken noodle soup."
