Taking out the cake and fruits from the school bag, Qian Lele hurried to the kitchen.
Two croissants and a bag of cake bases, just enough to divide into two trays, heated briefly in the microwave.
Peeling the apple, removing the bad parts, and cutting it into small chunks.
Also taking out two bananas.
Soon, two dinners and a fruit platter were ready!
After placing the items on the dining table, Qian Lele sat in the chair and waited for a while.
Seeing that Tang Song still hadn't come out.
She finally worked up the courage to stand at the master bedroom door.
"Knock knock knock—" She lightly knocked, the not completely closed door revealing a gap.
"Brother Song."
"Here, what's up, Lele?" Tang Song's speech was quick, calm, urgent, and assertive.
Qian Lele quickly replied, "Brother Song, I brought some cake bases and croissants from the coffee shop, do you want to eat some?"
"No need, I'm not hungry right now, thanks."
