Perhaps because they had drunk a bit of wine while eating the night before, all the girls at Spikenard Square woke up late. Nan Feng was woken up the next morning by Yege.
She opened her groggy eyes to see Yege sitting on the bed.
"Yege...." Nan Feng mumbled his name. Previously, Yege would just let her sleep in, but today he had woken her up, and he seemed a bit disgruntled.
"What's the matter?" Nan Feng asked.
Yege held up a paper bag of fried dough sticks with a serious expression, "A very handsome young man is waiting downstairs with this bag of dough sticks. When he saw me coming in, he asked me to give it to the lady upstairs. He was pleading almost desperately."
Yege leaned towards Nan Feng, "Could it be, my Fengfeng, you have a new admirer?"
