Adele turned around. When she saw Damon standing at the door, her back tensed up and her body stiffened.
She had deliberately found a time when there were fewer people to send lunch boxes, so that she would not bump into him. Who knew that with such a small back, she would be directly hit.
Damon was holding a document in his hand. When he saw her, he raised his eyes to glance at the lunchbox on the table. He lifted his lips and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
Adele clenched his hands tightly and casually said, "It's nothing. I made too many bentos in the morning... so I brought you one."
Hearing this, Damon's cold face softened a little. He stepped forward, glanced at the things on the table, and said with a raised voice, "Make a lunchbox? Why didn't I know you were so diligent?"