Lu Moqing placed the cooked eggs on a plate and started to prepare other dishes.
When he casually glanced back, he saw Qiao Xu leaning against the stairway entrance, gazing at him in a daze.
His movents stopped for a mont, and then the corners of his lips lifted as he waved at her.
Qiao Xu did not expect to be caught red-handed while peeking. Her face flushed, and her eyes revealed a hint of guilt and embarrassnt.
Since Lu Moqing had discovered her, she had no choice but to brace herself and walk over.
As soon as she reached the kitchen entrance, her shoulder was pulled by Lu Moqing’s outstretched hand.
Because his hand was a bit dirty, he didn’t touch Qiao Xu’s shoulder but used his arm to pull her closer. As a result, the distance between them seed much closer.
Lu Moqing looked at her with a seemingly amused expression, and the morning sunlight shone on his face.
For the first ti, Qiao Xu took a close look at Lu Moqing, discovering that his eyelashes were even longer than a woman’s. When the sunlight poured in, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.
When he blinked, it felt like a feather softly tickling her heart, both tender and itch.
"Honestly, how long have you been spying on just now?"
Seeing Qiao Xu staring at him blankly, Lu Moqing happily lifted the corners of his lips with laughter; his low voice asked.
"Not long."
Qiao Xu subconsciously answered, then imdiately realized sothing was wrong. As she looked at the teasing smile in Lu Moqing’s eyes, she felt a little annoyed and embarrassed.
"When did I spy on you?"
She raised her hand intending to shake off his hand on her shoulder, but rembering his injured arm, she lightened her movents unconsciously.
Thinking of him cooking breakfast for her and their son while injured, Qiao Xu’s heart tightened slightly. Her previous annoyance eased a bit, but her tone was still sowhat awkward:
"Aren’t you hurt? Why are you making breakfast?"
Although her tone sounded harsh, Lu Moqing clearly heard the concern in her voice and silently rejoiced.
"It’s not a strenuous task, after all."
Lu Moqing unwrapped the thawed steak and looked at her with a smile, his low voice said:
"I enjoy making breakfast for you."
As for their son...
His son was just incidental.
Qiao Xu: "..."
Could he just not flirt with her so early in the morning?
Did he think she could be easily triggered?
Qiao Xu cast him an indifferent glance, then avoided Lu Moqing’s tempting gaze, and placed her hand over her fast-beating heart.
Recalling that he was injured, she hesitated, then stepped forward and offered:
"Do you need help?"
Seeing her take the initiative, the amusent in Lu Moqing’s eyes deepened, and looking at her, he nodded solemnly, "I indeed need your help for sothing."
"What?"
"Just stand by the side and quietly watch ."
He lowered his head to get closer to her face. Startled, Qiao Xu instinctively stepped back, looking up at his teasing gaze, only to hear him continue:
"Just to increase my motivation to make breakfast."
Qiao Xu: "..."
Ha!
Could she ever sympathize with this man?
How were his injuries her concern? It would have been just fine if he were left incapacitated.
"You take your ti. Call when it’s ready."
Free male nanny, why not take advantage!
Lu Moqing watched Qiao Xu walk away without looking back, shaking his head with a smile.
Determined not to disturb Lu Moqing while he was making breakfast, Qiao Xu sat down in the dining room. But thinking of his injured hand, she couldn’t help but glance towards the kitchen a few tis.
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