Gu Shiting at school, could breathe the same air as Sheng Tang, hear the same school broadcast, and the same class bell ringing.
He couldn't sit still, so he went to the kitchen to busy himself, making two dishes that Sheng Tang had praised last time, and asked the cook to make two more dishes. Before noon dismissal, he returned to school.
Such a shameful thing, of course, he dared not say it outright, only pretending it was the cook at home who had made and sent the dishes over.
Gu Shiting's lounge only had a sofa and a coffee table, he pulled a chair from behind the desk for Sheng Tang to sit.
Sheng Tang tried a bite of the shrimp, narrowing her eyes slightly: "The taste..."
Gu Shiting looked at her nervously.
Only to find a smile in her eyes, seemingly teasing.
He grew more uneasy.
Sheng Tang didn't tease him further and said directly: "The taste is similar to last time."
Gu Shiting: "..."
He couldn't even hide such a small thing well.
