"Xiao Yu, prepare everything for us." Yao Ling was really famished after their little exercise, besides both of them hadn't eaten lunch.
"Yes, Young Mistress." Xiao Yu answered her with a red face, but she didn't dare to look at Yao Ling's face. Yao Ling could only sigh and let her be. She needed to be thick-skinned when she behaved around her maidservants. After all, she's a married woman and this won't happen only once.
Yao Ying sat on the seat beside her and she didn't dare to look at him too. Xiao Yu's shyness seemed to affect her. Besides, she was too lazy to look at his smug face. They enjoyed their snacks and tea silently. Yao Ying didn't feel comfortable with the silence, so he asked her, "What did you do in the morning? It seemed like you made a few arrangements."