Yan Yi took Bo Nian to have the breakfast she wanted to eat, and Bo Nian smiled with her eyes curved.
"Ya Yang really understands me."
Yan Yi pulled out a chair for her, thought for a moment, and said, "That's because I understand you."
"How so?" She eagerly sat down, picked up the pancake and began eating, the aroma filling her mouth, making her immensely satisfied.
Yan Yi raised an eyebrow, "Is it that good?"
"You wouldn't understand."
How would he not understand?
Yan Yi placed his hands on the dining table, smiling as he watched Bo Nian eat happily. He casually pushed the milk to her hand, "Don't just eat the pancake, it's a bit dry;
Drink some milk, and eat some of the vegetables too."
"Yan Yi, why are you so nagging? Why do you care what I do? Aren't you eating?" Bo Nian said this and then remembered something, quickly looking at his injured hand, "Have you changed the dressing on your hand?"
"No."
Bo Nian, "..."
Why are you so unconcerned about your own matters?
