"Hmm, no appetite." Shi Su said softly with her eyes closed.
Jing Jihan stood up: "I'll make you something to eat, don't sleep yet."
"Not eating... can't eat."
"No."
Shi Su frowned a little, seemingly really sleepy. Seeing the man get up and ready to leave, she couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to make me to eat?"
"I'll make whatever you want, first get up and wash your face to refresh yourself."
The man's voice had already left the bedroom and reached the living room.
Shi Su closed her eyes again: "Hong Kong is really far from Jiang City, the flight takes at least four to five hours. Did you specifically come back just for me to have a good dinner?"
Jing Jihan didn't answer, probably in the kitchen already.
Shi Su continued to lay lazily on the bed, not moving.
Mianmian, excited to be starting her winter vacation early tomorrow, stayed up late and is now asleep in the next room hugging her white teddy bear.
