Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (137)

Qiao Ruoxi couldn't help but recall the scene where he had stolen a kiss from her last night. She suddenly felt embarrassed, and the little bunnies in her heart began to jump again.

She looked down and greeted awkwardly, "Good morning, Mr. Feng."

"Yes."

The man answered softly, his expression cold and forbidding, as if he was not the one who had done the bad things last night.

During the meal, the two of them did not interact with each other and ate quietly.

However, even though they did not interact much throughout the whole process, the atmosphere seemed to have changed.

Auntie Jiang, who was waiting on the side, could clearly feel that the relationship between theme young master and the young madam seemed to have changed slightly today.

It seemed like he was heading towards a good direction.

She was very relieved.