Orion Le saw that there was indeed an unopened, exquisite thermal bag on the coffee table.
Someone prepared food and clothing for him. What a wonderful day it was. He should cherish it gratefully and feel happy, but he couldn't be happy.
In this way, wouldn't he owe Tristan Mu more and more, which would unknowingly make him blur the original intention of living with Tristan Mu, and once people start enjoying other people's gifts, they will forget to fight for them with both hands, which is not good things.
Orion Le lowered her eyes, a little embarrassed.
When Tristan Mu saw Orion Le standing still, he didn't even look at the pastry he had picked out for the morning, as if he had failed every time he tried to do what he wanted - Mr. Mu had never eaten anything like this before. , really frustrated: "Don't like to eat? Then just tell me directly, what do you want to eat?"
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