After Chi Shuyan hung up, Feng Yuanlin narrowed his eyes. "Zhenbai's wife, do you have something urgent on? I won't disturb you anymore if that's the case. However, can you give me more of this porridge?"
Without waiting for Chi Shuyan to speak, Feng Yuanlin was afraid that she would refuse. "It's fine if you don't want to see me off, but you have to tell me where you bought this thing. Isn't the taste of this rice too good?"
Feng Yuanlin smacked his lips. His stomach was obviously full, but he couldn't help but crave more. After eating this porridge, his whole body felt comfortable. Feng Yuanlin had the vague feeling that this was definitely no ordinary good stuff.
