On December 22, the world did not fall into the apocalyptic disaster as predicted by the Mayans, and the sun did not fail to set. It was like an orange gem, diligently rising, hanging on the horizon, and the morning glow reflecting the red half of the sky.
Finn seemed to have forgotten the phrase “You are not my boyfriend”. He took Lucy to breakfast as usual, helped her roll the delicate shrimp dumplings in the sauce, and then handed it to her lips. .
Many business elites have breakfast in the hotel, and occasionally there are leisure couples to chat.
They are obviously the most loving couple in these 300 square meters restaurant.
Lucy also seemed to have forgotten the awkward silence last night. He bit the shrimp dumplings into his mouth, chewing on his cheeks, and asked vaguely: “Will Guangdong shrimp dumplings taste better than the hotel’s?”
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