"My sister knows a lot!" Shi Mu drank the porridge in his bowl proudly and couldn't help but praise, "Has our chef's skills improved?"
Shi Man smiled and did not say anything. After eating the porridge with Su Tang, she brought her back to her room to rest.
The next morning, the two of them woke up from bed together. Last night, Su Tang slept especially well and did not suffer from gastric problems again. Instead, because of the bowl of hot porridge, her stomach had been warm and especially comfortable.
Shi Man looked at her expression. After confirming that she was really fine, she smiled comfortably. "Morning."
"Morning." Su Tang got up from the bed and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She opened her big watery eyes and said good morning to her with a smile.
