The next day.
When Liu Mingxing awoke, Lun You was already gone.
The air was filled with the faint aroma of food. Rubbing her eyes, she shuffled in her slippers from the bathroom after brushing her teeth and made her way downstairs.
As expected, Lun You was in the kitchen making breakfast, with several dishes already arranged on the dining table. Liu Mingxing yawned and leaned against the kitchen doorway: "Good morning."
"Morning." Lun You turned his head to look at her, his handsome face adorned with a charming smile, brimming with a sense of happiness, "If you're hungry, you can start eating something. I'll just make some soup and then we can have breakfast together."
"Actually..." Liu Mingxing glanced at the three dishes on the table, "A simple breakfast is fine." There was no need for such trouble.
