Every morning was the noisiest period in the private kitchen.
It was because Princess Tiantian had a morning temperament. She would only wake up after Nan Zhi humored her for a very long time.
It was another new day.
The birds outside were chirping happily, while a faint fragrance was present in the air.
Tiantian was pulled up from her bed by Nan Zhi, crystal water beads hanging on her long lashes. "Mommy, can't you let Tiantian sleep for one more minute? Just one more minute."
Nan Zhi did not have the chance to say anything when Little Yuyu, who was already dressed and had brushed his teeth, walked in. He lifted the Princess' blanket, saying coldly, "Get up. Mommy's about to go on her work trip. We cannot hold her back."
Staring at the child who was acting like an adult with not a hint of emotion on his face, Nan Zhi sighed in her heart.