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"Hmm?" Bo Yin raised his eyebrows. He didn't say anything. Even though he was a vampire, Mr. Bo still gave a hungry expression.

His acting skill was outstanding.

Lou Luo looked at his face. She took some noodles and raised her chopsticks higher.

Bo Yin smiled. He lowered his head and ate the noodles.

The two of them shared a bowl of noodles.

It was snowing lightly outside. The night seemed more beautiful.

Her friends' messages were still lying in Lou Luo's phone.

She was telling them that this person never introduced his friends to her.

But, currently, in Lou Luo's vision, all she could see was the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

She wanted to find time to have a proper chat with him, but she was always busy at work.

At night, there weren't many moments where she could think.

The culprit was this person beside her. He liked to watch her from behind when she was cooking.