Lu Fan sat across from her, looking at her expectantly. "How is it?"
"It's alright," Jiang Yixia said quietly, her head lowered.
Lu Fan started to laugh. "Then I'll cook for you more often in the future."
Jiang Yixia's hands paused for a moment. Then, she looked up at him and said flatly, "No need. I can cook for myself."
"Then I'll cook for you when you don't feel like it," Lu Fan replied with a smile, not minding her rejection.
Jiang Yixia didn't respond and continued to eat her breakfast.
The atmosphere grew a bit awkward.
After a few more bites, Lu Fan suddenly asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Jiang Yixia froze for a second, her face flushing. "It was alright."
"I slept great. The sofa was hard, but knowing I was close to you put my mind at ease," Lu Fan said with a nod and a smile.
Jiang Yixia's face flushed again. She gave him a shy glare. "Even food won't shut you up."
Lu Fan just smiled and lowered his head to continue eating.
