On the verge of widowhood

Bai Zi: "..."

Feng Nu's footsteps paused, he was almost sure that Qiao Que heard the movement on his side and said these words on purpose.

Feng Nu didn't change his expression, but asked Qiao Que softly, "What do you want for lunch?"

Bai Qing shuddered because of his subtle tone: How could there be an illusion of melting icebergs and spring flowers blooming? ? ?

Qiao Que was very impatient: "I don't want to stay alone with Sansan for a while? Why do I have to go back to eat at noon?"

Bai Qing couldn't stand it any longer: "Feng Nu asked you what you want for lunch, but didn't say that you would definitely go back. Qiao Que, please be more correct."

Feng Nu lowered his eyes slightly: "It doesn't matter."