The three single dogs had to watch their Young Master eat a delicious meal right in front of them longingly. They could not help drooling and were forced to accept the opening flaunting from the lovebirds.
Fortunately, Su Yayan also gave Gu Shaoyang a bottle of mint tea before he left, which was a comfort to someone's wounded heart caused by his Young Master.
However, just as soon as he took it out, the light fragrance immediately attracted the attention of the two nearby.
"What are you holding in your hand?" Yu Ziyan could tell at a glance that the delicate fragrance was from the thermos in Gu Shaoyang's hand.
Gu Shaoyang did not hide it from them and poured a small cup from the bottle to drink.
The coolness of the mint and the mellowness of the tea were refreshing. Just as Su Yayan said, his nose that had been a bit stuffy for the past two days seemed to clear up.
