After going through the experience of that thing rising up in the morning, Qin Mo was in no better of a mood than he was last night. On his handsome face, it was written that strangers should not get too close.
Fu Jiu had already changed from her pajamas into her uniform. Her silver hair, light smile, and backpack slung over one shoulder all made her look very handsome and energetic.
She seemed to have slept well.
Few people ever came here. Now that the youngster was at home, Aunt Zhang made four kinds of breakfast to go - fried bread slices, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and vegetable porridge. She smiled happily and let Fu Jiu eat more.
There was no doubt that Fu Jiu could not refuse her nice treats. She very gratefully ate the food, especially the golden-colored fried bread slices. They were crispy outside and tender inside once put into her mouth. It was very delicious.
