By the time dinner rolled around, Qingran and Xie Ying'an descended the stairs one after the other.
Qingran came down first, and as soon as she did, she bumped into Zhao Yan's beaming gaze: "Ranran, dinner is ready, I was just about to call you guys, let's get ready to eat."
After speaking, her eyes quickly shifted away, hardly lingering on Qingran at all, even her smile seemed a little too foreceful and finally, she simply turned her head away.
There must be something fishy when things are abnormal!
Under impulse, Qingran glanced at Li Qingmo, who was still lounging on the sofa, and Li Qingmo also lazily looked up at her.
Just one look, and Li Qingmo too turned his head away, appearing as if he didn't want to see anymore.
"I mean," his voice contained a mix of embarrassment and impatience, "Li Qingran, if you're going to sneak a bite, could you at least wipe your mouth clean? Are you that eager to let everyone know you snuck a bite?"
