Chapter 277

"Nothing." Kuchiki Senya grinned and rubbed his nose. "I didn't sleep well last night, so I went for a walk nearby."

Lin Aoxue glanced at her watch. "It's seven forty now. I'll cook you a bowl of wontons for breakfast..."

Hearing that, Kuchiki Senya nearly choked on the porridge in his mouth and coughed violently twice.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Lin Aoxue asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Kuchiki Senya waved his hand. "Hurry up and cook the wontons, don't let it delay your work."

With that, Kuchiki Senya ran toward the courtyard gate.

Unfortunately, the guy had only rushed out a few steps when a piercing pain shot through his ankle, making him cry out uncontrollably.

It turned out that last night, Kuchiki Senya had sprained his ankle and spent the entire night lying in bed, only to bump into it again and fall when he got up early in the morning.

Anyone who didn't know would have thought Kuchiki Senya had twisted his ankle.

Actually, from this one point alone, one could tell just how strong Kuchiki Senya's mental endurance was yesterday—even such agony hadn't made him so much as whimper. 2.1

Watching the man flee in disarray, the corners of Lin Aoxue's lips curved up slightly, her eyes shimmered, and her pretty face was full of warmth.

"Sigh."

She let out a long breath.

Thinking about attending the wedding banquet with Qin Yueran tonight, Lin Aoxue felt a complicated mix of emotions inside.

Although Lin Aoxue had always worn an expression that kept people a thousand miles away, when it came to that girl of the same age, she truly couldn't bring herself to be heartless.

GLOSSARY:

Lin Aoxue, Kuchiki Senya, Qin Yueran