Han Yu blinked blankly, and carefully stretched out his hands to take the black bag that Zheng's mother handed him. It was quite heavy when he bought it, and he didn't know what it was.

"It's yam juice."

After handing the bag to Han Yu, Zheng's mother turned around and walked back to the bed to continue packing her luggage. Her very casual answer made Han Yu stunned again.

"Shan, yam juice?"

"Yeah, yam juice."

The expression on Zheng's face did not seem to change, and he didn't turn to look at Han Yu, who was stunned. He just put his luggage in his hands and said relatively relaxedly: "According to your child's personality, you should have gotten up early in the morning and prepared to pick me up at the hotel? You must have not eaten breakfast. Your mouth is a little picky, and there are not many ingredients in the hotel, so I just squeezed some yam juice for you. It's quite fresh. Take it on the way and go to eat something when you arrive in Yangzhou."

“…”

Subconsciously, he looked down at the black bag in his hand. His deep black eyes blinked gently, and then his thin lips were pursed together unconsciously. Han Yu raised his head and looked at the elegant figure not far away in front of him. After a pause, he said, "Then... thank you."

"What are you talking about? When did you meet me like this?...Oh! By the way."

Suddenly, Zheng's mother, who was folding clothes in her hand, called Han Yu again, who was about to turn around and leave. She looked at the handsome face at the door with a complex and confusion looking at her. Her clear eyes blinked gently, and a mature and beautiful face quietly poured out a touch of unspeakable kindness.

"Remember...go home early."

“…”

For a moment, his breath seemed to be inadvertently rapid. Han Yu looked straight at the gentle smile that was bathed in the sun and bloomed happily at himself. After a moment of silence, he suddenly lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips, and responded in a vague manner in a slight whisper.

"……Um!"
Chapter completed!