After entering the bedroom, Li Zhiyan saw the designs on the table.
After flipping through a few pages, he was sure that Aunt Jiang's designs would sell well if made into finished products.
"Aunt Jiang, you truly have a talent for design."
"Is it really possible?"
"Of course."
"But for now, let's focus on other matters."
"Aunt Jiang, I'm a bit hungry."
"Didn't Zhiya feed you just now?"
Jiang Xian felt a bit embarrassed.
"Aunt Fang did feed me, but after all, Aunt Fang feeding me is different from you feeding me. You need to show your own affection."
"Hmm."
Jiang Xian embraced Li Zhiyan, and then kissed him.
...
Much later, the two came to the kitchen.
Jiang Xian's pretty face was flushed, and Li Zhiyan also felt full. He thought that he would absolutely live comfortably every day from now on.
The two cooked, and Li Zhiyan deliberately didn't eat too much.
It was only around seven-thirty when Li Zhiyan accompanied Jiang Xian that he set off to go home.
