"Sister, could you knock a bit lighter, please? My door is about to break from your pounding!" Bai Xiaosheng yawned as he opened the door, voicing his dissatisfaction.
"Hehe, if I didn't knock like this, you wouldn't even hear it," Han Shuying scoffed, casually tossing over a bag of something.
Bai Xiaosheng didn't understand what was happening and caught it, immediately his left hand got so hot he almost dropped it as he passed it to his right hand.
Steam rose, and so did the aroma.
"What is this!" Bai Xiaosheng was fully awake now, crying out in both shock and anger.
"Can't you see for yourself, buns," Han Shuying snorted coldly.
"I know they're buns!" Bai Xiaosheng hurriedly threw them onto the table, rubbing his hands together, "Are you knocking on my door to death early in the morning just to bring me buns? How kind of you!"
