"Can you guess if there's anything in this pastry?"
Jiang Ming sat on a stool near the table. His left hand knocked on the table, and then he pinched the pastry.
The pastries were exquisitely made and had a bit of a luster to them.
Liang Sisi loved pastries and could tell different pastry recipes apart. When she saw these pastries, she immediately wanted to smile. She said, "Ning Caichen, these pastries seem to be from my father's chef."
"Huh? Bai Heyu is quite interesting. He came to deliver the pastries sent by the Daliang Kingdom."
Jiang Ming's lips curled up slightly.
At this moment, the door slammed loudly, and a shout came from inside.
"Ling Yunxiao, come out quickly!"
The shout was crisp and clear. It was obviously the voice of a young woman.
Hearing this, Ling Yunxiao was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said excitedly, "Honey, you're here!"
He took a step forward and opened the door.
