Gu Qichen said, "Since you're up, come and have breakfast."
Xia Yangyang looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and was surprised, "Did you make all these?"
Gu Qichen swept her a glance indifferently, "What's so strange about that, wasn't it always like this before?"
Always like this before?
This man was responsible for making breakfast?
Xia Yangyang could hardly imagine that scene.
Xia Yangyang asked, "Should I go and call Xia Ye?"
Gu Qichen replied, "No need, his sleep has always been longer than that of the average child. Today is a day off; let him sleep a little longer."
Xia Yangyang uttered an 'okay.'
It was not the first time Xia Yangyang had dined alone with this man.
But the feeling was so different from when they were at the Yunding Restaurant.
It was the atmosphere that was different.
Especially since the person in front of her was wearing home clothes.
It gave Xia Yangyang the illusion of domestic life.
