The next morning, Yun Xinyan rubbed her eyes and immediately took a sniff, as a rich aroma had wafted to her nose.
She slowly opened her eyes to find that Ye Tian was no longer by her side. Puzzled and dressed in disheveled clothing, she went downstairs and was somewhat taken aback. Ye Tian was continuously bringing all sorts of food from the kitchen to the table, including Chinese dough sticks and soy milk, American bread and milk, and other international offerings, making Yun Xinyan's head spin with the array of choices.
It was then that Ye Tian also saw Yun Xinyan. He tenderly smiled, "The toothpaste in the bathroom has been squeezed for you, and water's already drawn. Oh, you'd better drink the warm water by the bed first. Waking up and drinking it is good for your body. Wash up and come down for breakfast quickly; it won't taste good if it gets cold."
