The next day.
Lin Feng made breakfast and called for Zhang Yuxi to get up and eat.
"I know..." From inside the comforter, Zhang Yuxi's languid voice drifted out.
He had really worn her out last night.
Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle. "Hurry up and get up, or we'll be late."
After speaking, Lin Feng went downstairs. An Lan, wearing a camisole nightgown, also walked out of her room. Her figure was hot, and her skin was as white and smooth as a peeled egg.
Seeing her, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head. This girl is getting more and more uninhibited.
An Lan yawned, "Morning, Director Lin!"
"Morning!" Lin Feng asked, "How's the shop coming along?"
"Pretty good." An Lan sat down on a chair, crossing her legs. As she sipped her congee, she said, "The shop will be opening soon. Should we discuss the menu?"
"No problem." Lin Feng had been thinking about this issue lately as well and had his own ideas for the menu.
Just then, a neatly dressed Zhang Yuxi came downstairs.
