134: Picturing the Hilarious Scene

Lizzie observed as Bruno hardly touched his food. "Can't you get used to it? Do you want me to prepare something else for you?" She had steeled herself to merely reheat the cold dishes, but upon seeing Bruno barely moving his chopsticks, her heart softened.

"No need," Bruno put down his chopsticks. "Finish your meal and clean up. Rest early." With that, he stood and left the dining room.

Lizzie watched his retreating figure, then looked at the seat he had occupied. He had only eaten a bite or two of the rice. "How strange," she mused, "He was the one who wanted a midnight snack, but he hardly ate."

When Lizzie finished cleaning up and returned to the bedroom, she saw Bruno already lying on the bed. She couldn't understand why he had started to share the large bed with her. Before, he used to spend every night in his study.

"Are you daydreaming? Do you want me to carry you to bed?" Bruno saw Lizzie standing there, lost in thought.

"No, no need," Lizzie quickly walked to the bed, took o