Ye Jiuliang glanced at the items in the bag and couldn't help but call it wasteful.
So much stuff for breakfast as if feeding pigs.
"Eat it while it's hot." Li Mochan patted her head and reached for another bag.
Ye Jiuliang gave him a sidelong glance, "Aren't you eating?"
"I need to wash up." Li Mochan lifted the bag in his hand.
"The guest room is on the second floor." Fearing he might enter the wrong room, Ye Jiuliang reminded him.
Li Mochan pressed his lips together in a hum, striding his long legs up the stairs.
Ye Jiuliang tied up her hair and sat cross-legged on the carpet.
When she opened the bag, steam surged out along with the aroma.
Wei Bei had bought a pile of breakfast items – dumplings, soup dumplings, porridge...
She smacked her lips, picked up the chopsticks, and started to eat dumplings.
Just as she picked up her phone, Baona called.