Leng Jian wore a doting smile on his face as he pressed his hand on her head, "Just now you were unwilling to eat less, and now you feel stuffed?"
"It's not my fault, blame it on the cafeteria auntie's dumplings for being too delicious."
Zhang Lingying tilted her head at him, "Brother Leng Jian, didn't you find them tasty?"
"Delicious." Leng Jian agreed with anything if it made her happy.
Sure enough, his agreement immediately made Zhang Lingying smile even more brightly.
She grabbed him and started discussing what to eat for a late-night snack once their busy time was over.
The two walked toward the lab building, chatting and laughing.
Just as they were about to go upstairs, Zhang Lingying hesitated for a moment, sensing something, and turned back to look behind.
"What's wrong?" Leng Jian noticed her action and followed her gaze.
"Nothing, it just feels like someone is watching me." Zhang Lingying touched her nose, muttering softly.
