"This Prince understands."
Yan Sihan's voice sounded cool and crisp, but due to his gentle tone, it became warm and moist, as if she had just overthought it herself.
She couldn't help but blush, her ears flushed with heat, and her eyes lowered.
However, someone at the side slightly raised the corner of his lips, returning to a gentlemanly demeanor.
Her stomach sent out hungry signals, which grew more intense. Thankfully, the man broke off a piece of pastry to appease her hunger after sitting her down and ordered the servant to bring in some rice and dishes.
Lin Jiaojiao allowed the man to help her wipe her hands and asked curiously, "Yan Sihan, are you letting me eat in your study?"
She remembered that Yan Sihan usually didn't eat in his study and didn't allow her to eat anything other than pastries in there.
The man patiently wiped her fingers with a wet, soft handkerchief, and gently replied, "It's not the first time."
