Wang Anfeng looked at the young girl in front of him, his mouth twitching slightly as he said,
"What would you like to eat?"
Tan Yurou clasped the hem of her clothing, her cheeks slightly flushed as she tilted to one side and muttered,
"For the morning..."
"Something light would suffice for the young master."
Wang Anfeng sighed in his heart, guessing that this 'something light' probably couldn't be made so casually. He said he would wait a moment and then walked towards the inside, pausing slightly as he passed by the girl, sensing a very faint and unusual scent.
A strange bitter taste wafted from the well-behaved girl beside him.
