Jun Shiyan placed the young lady on the sofa and patted her fair, tender feet. "If you land on your feet without shoes on, you'll be asking for a beating."
Ling Sheng's adorable feet were retracted as she looked at the man with an aggrieved expression. She pouted and said, "You're a bad person."
Jun Shiyan was amused. He could not help but scratch the tip of her nose. "Yes, I'm a bad person. Can I take you to dinner now, Madam Jun?"
Ling Sheng hugged the bolster, her body as soft as a kitten. She shook her head. "Mr. Jun, I don't want to move."
Jun Shiyan let out a low sigh and smiled lovingly. "Then eat on the sofa."
Soon, Jun Shiyan brought the food over. There was a bowl of greasy noodles with a few crispy vegetables and a sweet egg on it. The food was sprinkled with sesame seeds. The steamed egg was very tender, and it had been sprinkled with scallions and a few drops of fragrant oil. It looked very appetizing.
