The people on their honeymoon naturally weren't keen on browsing phone screens and news. When Tang Xiaowan opened her eyes, it was already ten o'clock in the morning the next day.
She had been kept awake by Leng Lingxiao till late into the night and still hadn't fully recovered.
"Wow, what a wonderful aroma!"
The refreshing scent of the silver fungus and bird's nest soup wafted over.
If not for the growling of her stomach because she was too hungry, she guessed she could have slept till the afternoon.
"Miss, would you like some food?"
Tang Xiaowan smiled sweetly, bearing the soreness in her body as she slowly sat up.
"Where's Huahua?"
"With Old Zhao in the study."
Actually, Leng Lingxiao had left the bedroom just 30 minutes ago, and before leaving, he deliberately picked up the clothes and skirts off the floor and placed them on the couch.
All were evidence of last night's activities, couldn't just leave them there, to save Tang Xiaowan from embarrassment.
