Lin Feng was half-sprawled on the large bed, looking up to see an exquisitely beautiful face. Her cheeks were puffed in a pout, revealing a hint of playful anger that was utterly adorable.
Faced with Chen Yanyan's slightly angry question, Lin Feng turned his head, lightly sniffed the calf pressed against his face, and revealed a slight smile:
"You've already showered, and you're still pretending to be asleep?"
Chen Yanyan huffed softly:
"You still haven't answered my question!"
Lin Feng reached out and lifted a bag at his feet. Inside were takeout containers filled with all sorts of delicacies.
"See? I went out of my way to bring you some incredibly rare seafood, and other things."
Chen Yanyan took the bag but placed it on the nearby nightstand and said:
"This isn't enough. You need to show me with some real action."
As she spoke, she looked at the clothes Lin Feng was wearing:
"Who prepared this suit for you? It's so tight, your muscles are bulging out."
