"Bing Ning, as a young lady, it's best to be a bit more restrained and reserved. Don't make too much noise. Fortunately, no one else lives nearby. Otherwise, your commotion would definitely cause quite a stir." During the meal, Ling Luzhou winked at Ye Bingning, offering a little advice.
Ye Bingning, feeling ashamed, bowed her head, drinking her porridge much more slowly. She was helpless; she wanted to be reserved, calm, not create such a commotion, but Ye Huan's strength wouldn't allow it!
"Big brother, it's all your fault." Ye Bingning whispered, casting a resentful glance at Ye Huan. She felt so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole to hide in.
Ye Huan, on the other hand, felt a bit proud.
"Xiao Huan, come on, both of you should drink more of this soup. I specially made it for you this morning." Ling Luzhou opened the lid of the soup pot on the table. A rich aroma immediately wafted out, conquering Ye Bingning's senses.
But upon closer inspection, her face turned red!
