"Hmm?" Hou Tingfu looked at her younger brother. What else could it be if not a dog bowl?
Lu Xiaoyou said, "Little Monkey, the topics that your sister and I discuss over dinner might not be suitable for you. Why don't you take a seat over there?"
"What kind of topics are not suitable for me?"
Hou Tingfu: "We're talking about menstrual cycles and ovulation periods. Do you want to listen?"
Hou Muyan: "???"
"Do you want to join us for dinner and have Xiaoyou and I discuss when you had nocturnal emissions and your first period?"
Hou Muyan: "!!!" He obediently moved to the table next to them.
The waiter brought up the dishes for the dinner in turn. The head chef of the Sky Garden Restaurant was a renowned Michelin Three-Star chef, and the food tasted quite good. But as Lu Xiaoyou ate, she thought of the meals that Long Xiliang made.
How could that man, who seemed so pampered, cook so well?
Hou Tingfu sipped her red wine, her gaze falling on Lu Xiaoyou's bright and clear eyes.
