Suffocating Rainbow Farts

On the other side of the conversation, Huo Chenhuan read Su Yayan's message and frowned. He was reminded of his fear of the term 'elderly' since her first-ever livestream.

MulberryTreeInTheMountain: [only elderlies can consume it? Can't the younger ones drink it too?]

Su Yayan could feel the grief and resentment emitting from a certain someone beyond the phone screen. She burst out in a giggle.

Yan: [of course they can, you're the lucky draw recipient of this soup, you can drink it however you wish to. (respectful.jpg)]

Huo Chenhuan's hard expression softened as he waited eagerly for his 'spoils of war'.

At his side, Gu Shaoyang, who had witnessed the entire exchange raised both his eyebrows, and with a faint cough, he poked. "Young Master, are you always so stolid when you chat with Ms. Su?"

"Stolid?" Huo Chenhuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at him quizzically.