Evelyn went upstairs in a daze. The bag she carried in hand weighed a little.
But at this moment, she felt that her body seemed to be light, like a balloon full of hydrogen. The plastic bag filled with food was like the string attached to the end of the balloon. It was tied to her so that she wouldn't fly to the sky.
"This guy..." After quite a while, she finally managed to say, "Why is he so warm?"
She put the plastic bag on her desk and took out all the food inside one by one.
There were at least more than a dozen kinds of food in total. Just like what Lawrence told her just now, he bought the food from the canteen in the school. There were small teamed buns, and a box of rice porridge and eggs.
Of course, the rest were the snacks that girls preferred, such as potato chips and plums. Although they were not as high-end as the snacks he bought for her before, he bought these for her in such a short time and she was very satisfied.
Moreover... she was a foodie!
"Alas!" She sighed softly, "I just needed a little more time just now. Otherwise... I might have told him my answer, right?"
After that, she covered her face with both hands, a little shy and excited.
"I don't know if he will be scolded since he has come back secretly."
As soon as she said this, she felt that her face was a little hot, "Look at you! What's wrong with you now? Have you begun to worry about him? If you're really with him in the future, won't you be very protective of him? Ha-ha, you good-for-nothing!"
Although she said so, she took the small steamed buns that Lawrence had bought for her and began to eat them slowly.
She took one bite, and the food had not reached her empty stomach, but she mumbled, "Even if I'll be protective of him, so what? He was in such a hurry to leave, but he bought breakfast for me! Should't I be protective of him? Should I watch aside or even clap my hands when he is blamed or beaten? That is too heartless!"
"Forget it. It's such a cold day. I'd better finish the breakfast first. Later, I'll call Elizabeth and tell her about it... Ahem..."
James didn't see Elizabeth in the bedroom, so he looked for her upstairs. In the end, he had to go downstairs.
As soon as he went downstairs, Lydia, who was sitting in the living room and insisted on watching a romance drama with John, immediately asked, "Why do you come down so sneakily?" Didn't James see that she was asking John to learn the latest dating skills? What was James doing here? What an annoying boy!
James glanced at the TV and raised his eyebrows in disgust.
At this time, a predictable scene was being played on TV. The heroine accidentally fell down. The hero, who had a warm heart but treated heroine coldly on the surface couldn't help but pull her. As a result, he was grabbed by her and both of them fell to the ground. Then they happened to kiss each other...
Ahem!
What an old-fashioned plot!
Wasn't the scriptwriter afraid that the audience would get sick of it?
He had never been a director, but he thought that even the TV dramas directed by him would be much more wonderful than this!
However... Lydia was watching it with great interest and even John...
James glanced at John. Looking at John's helpless face, he... could only think in heart, "Dad, mom is your own wife. No matter how reluctant you are, you have to watch such a boring TV drama with her, ha-ha..."
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