Gu Qian waited on the sofa for a while, then heard the sound of a door opening behind her. She turned and leaned over the sofa back, seeing a man carrying a tray full of food. Just the rich aroma of the cake made her hungry.
She knelt on the sofa, eagerly looking at the tray in his hand, "Did Aunt Tong bake a cake? Did she send any to Xiaoling's room?"
"No need to worry, Aunt Zhou and Aunt Tong treat Xiaoling like their own grandson, there's nothing he could lack," Mo Beichen walked to the sofa, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth.
Seeing her mouth stuffed, he bent down and kissed her on the cheek, then sat down around the sofa, placing the tray on the wooden coffee table, asking her, "Is it good?"
Gu Qian squinted her eyes in bliss, chewing the cake in her mouth and sighing lightly, "It's absolutely delicious, you should try it too."
