Lu Qingyan walked over to the dining table, where a servant had laid out breakfast. He picked up a sandwich and noticed Jiang Nanshu still standing by, asking, "Have you had breakfast yet?"
"No, I've been waiting to have breakfast with you, so I've been hungry all this time."
[I already ate. Would I wait for you if I didn't eat?]
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Jiang Nanshu walked over to Lu Qingyan's side, slightly shy, "Can I sit here? I don't think I've ever had breakfast with you before, today could be set as an important milestone in my life."
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Jiang Nanshu kept an eye on Lu Qingyan's expression, seeing a moment where he looked as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, she was in a great mood.
[So you hate being fawned over, huh? I've found your weakness. Not into groveling love, or the hysterical kind, but you like this style, how saucy.]
