Seeing his reaction, Lin Qiao knew she had guessed right and nodded with a smile, "Okay."
After eating one or two egg pancakes, she glanced at him and asked tentatively, "Why did you come back?"
Song Tingfan tugged at the hem of his clothes and whispered, "I forgot to say that the peach blossoms at home have bloomed."
Ran back just to say the peach blossoms bloomed? Lin Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed aloud, "Really?"
Song Tingfan really came back to tell Madam Tingfan about the silver coin under the pancake, but he stuttered, "Truly... really."
Then went to see Madam.
A hand rubbed his head, and the woman's voice was gentle with a soft smile, "Alright, we'll go home early tomorrow morning and make peach blossom cake for you."
The young man's shy eyelashes trembled two or three times.
"Let's go..." let's eat.
"Madam..."
Both of their voices rang out at the same time, Lin Qiao stared at him, "What's the matter?"
