The cat bed had been brought in by Xiang Feng's people, shaped like a red ingot. It was fluffy and soft, and when Xiao Naofu jumped into it, he couldn't help but roll around happily.
It seems like Xiang Yi spoiled him quite heavily.
As for that man with the peach blossom eyes*, 'Hmph. Don't think you could steal Xiang Yi's adoration just because you are handsome!'
But why did he have such a familiar aura? If given the chance, he would definitely check it out carefully.
Under the eager anticipation of the Yan father and son, mealtime finally began.
Yan Zhenhua had scooped the dishes himself after finding the largest bucket in the kitchen. The netizens in the live comments were all saying how down to earth this famous director was.
They took out some naan but left the others to remain heated inside the pot.