"You still have a conscience, kid."
Gently inhaling the aroma wafting from the pot, Xu Xia slightly raised the corners of her lips, reaching out to grab a bun.
Her eyes caught a note beside the bun, and she curiously leaned in to read it. It said:
"Dummy, did you drink water or not? Wash your hands first before grabbing anything. Are you a kindergartener or something? Also, remember to wear gloves when handling the bowls!"
"You're the dummy!"
Xu Xia pouted, retorting back. She turned around and washed her hands anyway, then thought about it and returned to the room to take the cup from the bedside table, sipping it while walking back out.
The temperature of the water in the insulated cup was just right, warming her stomach without burning her mouth.
