Long Yan just learned a new poem in class, and he was eager to showcase his ability. He thus made Long Zhao Feng accompany him to study for hours after dinner.
This was a decision he later came to regret greatly.
The little boy was not crazy about studying. He just wanted to spend more time with his uncle, and recently his uncle had been quite concerned about his studies.
After spending two hours to study, Long Yan became quite sleepy. And a little hungry. He had not finished his homework and under his uncle's sharp eyes, he did not dare to slack around.
The time could not be more perfect for Xiao Yue to come in with some refreshments.
"Auntie...!!!"
Long Yan quickly jumped from his seat and darted toward Xiao Yue. He was particularly interested in the tray that the woman was carrying.
Xiao Yue laughed.
She set the tray with a can of milk and a few plates of pastries on the desk. Long Yan made big, shining eyes at the pastries.
