Deep-Fried Dough Sticks (2)

He couldn't help laughing and reached out his hand to rub Ferne's head.

"What? What's so funny?" Ferne also tittered despite being in a fog.

"Yes, I did it on purpose." Noah looked at him.

Ferne was left speechless.

He grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. Much later on, he gave a response.

He felt his ears burning.

He scratched uncomfortably before realizing that he had eaten breakfast.

After breakfast, Noah grabbed the car key and drove to a market for fresh vegetables with Ferne. It was early in the morning and the market was bustling with people. Such two men dressed in fine and elegant clothes were a rare sight here, so they got a lot of attention along the way.

Even Ferne couldn't stand their gaze full of curiosity despite being thick-skinned. He tugged at Noah's sleeves. "Since we've gotten enough, let's go."

Noah nodded and carried a bag of fish he just bought after paying for it.