The collar was slightly open, still showing the bite mark from Su Yan's kiss.
A kind of, different charm??
These words flashed through Su Yan's mind as she looked on.
She stood at the stairway for a moment, then headed towards the kitchen.
Her salty boiled dish seemed to be ready.
Perhaps she was too hungry, so much so that everything tasted very delicious.
She served herself a bowl, grabbed her chopsticks, and started eating.
Outside, in the living room.
Bo Feng's attention was not on the two people who had arrived.
Instead, his gaze kept darting towards the kitchen.
The grandma was sitting there, watching her grandson whose attention was completely elsewhere.
Her eyes flickering
"Xiao Feng, who is that girl?"
As the words dropped, the air became quiet.
The grandma, seeing that Bo Feng was not responding, raised her voice
"Xiao Feng"
Bo Feng shifted his attention
"Hmm?"
He leaned against the couch, having not heard a word of what grandma just said.
