Morning.
Xiao Tian had just finished washing up in the bathroom when Lin Bingxuan's voice called him to breakfast from outside.
There was a mix of both Chinese and Western food, even stir-fry dishes, a whole table-full of delicacies spread out on the table—abundantly rich indeed.
Xiao Tian was just about to comment on how he couldn't possibly eat so much.
Sure enough, he heard Lin Bingxuan say, "You've been injured. You must eat more of the good stuff to replenish yourself." With that, she pressed down on Xiao Tian, commanding, "Eat quickly."
A woman's love may be similar, but Xu Ying's was a sisterly concern for her brother, whereas Lin Bingxuan's was the love of a romantic partner.
From her mouth, these words sounded even sweeter.
Xiao Tian smiled faintly and chose not to retort, sitting down obediently to eat.
Lin Bingxuan sat down as well, occasionally looking up to smile at Xiao Tian and serving him food.
The scene was simply too warm and cozy.
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