Shen Qianshu always had a light breakfast. This time, she had only taken a few pieces of bread on a plate, a cup of milk, and an egg. Little Tong Hua had a big appetite. The men in black helped him to bring over three big plates of food.
There was bread, meat, vegetables, and noodles.
One of the plates was filled with fruits.
Zhong Ran's mouth twitched.
"Little Master, your ability to stay slim no matter how much you eat really… makes others jealous." Little friend Tong Hua had eaten a lot for dinner, and while listening to the story, he had also eaten quite a few packets of his tidbits. In the morning when he woke up, he actually still had such a good appetite.
Little Tong Hua ignored him and started enjoying the food.
It was really delicious.
Zhong Ran realized that Little Master's taste in food was mysteriously similar to their family's Young Master.