Descending From The Sky
Editor: Henyee Translations
Chen Yong, who had finished reading the notebook, rolled his eyes. "Bullsh*t, Little Girl Ning did this herself. What has it got to do with Shen Congjun?"
The adviser coughed lightly and remembered something. "By the way, Miss Ning heard that you haven't been eating and drinking for the past few days, so she specially made a bowl of lotus seed soup for you. It's iced now. Do you want to have some?"
Chen Yong touched the blisters at the corner of his mouth and got someone to send it over. He prepared to read the documents while eating.
It was only when the things were in front of him that he realized that not only had Xiaoxiao prepared lotus seed soup to reduce the heat, but she had also made him a plate of various snacks. There was the Mianmian Cake that Shen Congjun often bragged about, as well as the small biscuits that the Third Prince and the others often brought to the academy. In short, they were very fragrant.