Seeing through his thoughts, Luo Xiaoqian quickly made a face at him.
Noticing her expression, Leng Zimo slightly tilted his head, lifting an eyebrow lightly.
Luo Xiaoqian slightly lifted her face, showing him a reassuring smile, indicating she was pretending.
Observing her playful gestures, Leng Zimo realized she was pretending. His brow first relaxed, then furrowed even tighter as his gaze shifted to Luo Ke's background, growing increasingly somber.
Why was that guy looking at Luo Ke with eyes like knives?
Luo Xiaoqian shifted her gaze, noting his focus, and suddenly realized.
So, he was jealous.
"Alright." Just now, she was only focused on making faces at him and for a moment forgot that she was still being held by Luo Ke. Quickly sitting up straight, Luo Xiaoqian said, "I'll eat a bit more, otherwise my stomach won't feel good."
Sitting back in her chair, she gripped the spoon and began eating.
