Song Sinian's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and soon another message from Pei Huai came through on the phone.
[Not making a fuss this time?]
Song Sinian immediately replied with a "hehe" to Pei Huai.
Both knew very well how possessive the other could be, so neither held back in their banter.
"Click."
While Song Sinian was looking at his phone, the bedroom door was opened.
Lu Zhaozhao walked in with a smile in her eyes, still holding a cup of unfinished milk.
Seeing the fresh milk foam on her lips, Song Sinian's Adam's apple involuntarily moved.
But the words he spoke were as indifferent as always, "Feeling hungry?"
Lu Zhaozhao shook her head and looked at Song Sinian curiously, "Mr. Song, are you upset?"
Although Song Sinian didn't show it, she just felt that he seemed… a bit upset.
This feeling was strange, but she just knew.
Song Sinian helplessly waved at Lu Zhaozhao, gesturing for her to come and sit beside him.
