As For You, You're Not as Precious as a Minute of My Time
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The guard smiled when he saw her. "Your boyfriend is just in time. After being a guard here for so many years, this is the first time I've seen him personally make breakfast and send it here so early in the morning."
An Lan took the breakfast from the guard and opened the paper bag to take a look. The thermos flask was filled with piping hot eight-treasure porridge. There were also grilled ham and cheese toast, corn soup, dumplings and fried rice cake, all of which were her favorites.
These breakfasts were actually not what Xu Baohan was good at in the past. It was because after the two of them got together, he knew that he had picked up her preferences bit by bit, especially the rice cake, which was all made by him personally.
It was in those little moments that her heart was slowly softened by him.