I nodded. My face felt a little dry. I did not bring the basic skincare creams with me. He raised his eyebrow with a knowing look on his face and motioned at the things on the bedside table.
I looked sideways and saw a set of cosmetics that had been placed there some time ago, all of which were from the usual brands I used.
I could not help but look back at him. "You-"
"Come and eat when you’re done," he said, cutting me off.
This man was so chauvinistic that he refused to even give me the opportunity to voice out my appreciation. How irritating.
I did not have much appetite for French cuisine, and when Theo saw me staring blankly at the steak, he seemed to know what I was thinking about.
He said, "There’s some street food around here. Just have some, then get some rest. We'll go get some street food tonight."
I nodded and looked at him, saying, "Don’t you need to work? Do you have time to accompany me?"
He smiled faintly, took the steak from me, and cut it. H e handed me the cut steak and said, "Zedd will handle i
t."
After eating, I still felt a little tired and simply lay down on the bed to use my phone.
I continued reading the book I did not finish reading o n the plane. Theo was doing work on his laptop.
"Is the book good?" Without realizing it, he was already lying down beside me.
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