Ye Tiao went to sleep early last night.
And rose early today.
Thus, she had the fortune to witness Tang Jingming making breakfast.
Seeing Tang Jingming bustling about in an apron, his movements surprisingly adept,
Ye Tiao watched, feeling a bit itchy to join in, and stepped forward, "Let me help!"
"No!!!" Tang Jingming struck a defensive pose, "Please, I'm begging you, don't help me!!"
Ye Tiao, seeing his reaction, was immediately displeased, "Damn it, what's that supposed to mean!"
"That's exactly what I mean. Don't bother with me. Don't you like going for a run in the morning? Go run!" Tang Jingming pushed her toward the door, "Go, go, go, just wait for the meal after you're done running!"
Where did Ye Tiao look like someone he could boss around? She huffed, turned around and said, "Is it ready?"
"Not yet!"
