"Sir, your take-out." The young delivery man hurriedly handed the meal boxes over to him.
Lu Yi accepted the boxes and shut the door. The delivery boy was so scared that he had cold sweat flowing down the back of his neck.
Seriously, this feeling was too terrifying. He wiped off the beads of sweat forming on his forehead with the back of his palm. Even in the chilly weather, he broke into such a huge sweat. Gosh, he would never come to this area again.
On the other side of the door, Lu Yi placed his meal on the table. The dishes looked appetizing - they were still steaming, probably fresh out the pots and pans.
A small hand reached around him from the back, and he felt the presence of a soft body, tinting the air across the atmosphere a familiar scent - one of his favorite.
He turned and wrapped his arms tightly around the petite woman.
"It's time to eat."
"Okay," Yan Huan chimed.
"No meat."
"Alright."
"Only veggies."
