Feeling her obediently walk over, Qin Feimo did not speak nor look at her, instead, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating on his own.
His actions were unhurried, his manner very elegant. Watching him eat, Feng Jinglei almost lost herself, entranced.
In the past at the Commander Residence, she often dined with him and was frequently captivated by his gestures or expressions, but today's atmosphere was different from before. At least back then, Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin were there, but now, it was just the two of them, and it was in a hospital room, with the dinner he had specially bought for her...
"Can you eat by looking at me?"
Just when Feng Jinglei was absorbed in watching, Qin Feimo, who had been eating unhurriedly, suddenly turned his head, his long and deep eyes falling on her face, speaking in a low, hoarse voice.
