This operation made Song Xi even more depressed, so she simply closed her eyes to sleep.
Xie Qingci, on the other hand, was in a pretty good mood.
At first, Yu Xia thought he was happy because he had sarcastically mocked Song Xi.
But he barely glanced at Song Xi, leaning against the window after eating the bread, with a smile lingering on his face, pondering something.
She pondered for a while, didn't ask directly, and picked up her phone to message him.
[Are you in a good mood?]
The phone vibrated slightly, Xie Qingci glanced at it and turned his head to look at her.
Clearly, the two of them were sitting together, their arms almost touching, so why communicate over messages?
He lowered his head to reply: [Quite alright.]
Yu Xia continued to message: [Because you snatched a honey croissant from Song Xi???]
Xie Qingci was a bit speechless: [What does that have to do with him?]
Yu Xia: [Is there something else making you happy? Tell me, I'm listening.]
