C364 Why Do You Hate It

It was late at night and it was not convenient to cook something else. Lih Muchen thought it was better to make a simple red bean porridge.

Lu Qinghan had just warmed up the things and returned to the room when she fell asleep. She looked at the person on the bed quietly closing her eyes. Her long eyelashes left a layer of dense shadow on her lower eyelids. Perhaps she was really tired