🌻Chapter 6: Dinner
PREVIOUS TOC NEXT They had called it breakfast, but Bian Xu had woken up so late that it was practically lunchtime. By now, he’d finished his fried dough sticks and soy milk and was about eighty percent full. Looking toward the kitchen where Wen Xun was still busy cooking, he called out, “I left some porridge for you. Don’t forget to eat it later.” “Okay,” Wen Xun replied from inside. Across the table, Zhou Zhao was holding half a fried dough stick that Bian Xu had torn apart. “You’re very concerned about him.” He lifted his eyes toward Bian Xu before leisurely biting into one end of the dough stick. Watching him chew, Bian Xu had the strange feeling that Zhou Zhao wished he were biting something else. “He’s just my roommate,” Bian Xu replied. Zhou Zhao sighed. He set down the dough stick, pulled out a napki...