An Ge's voice was soft and murmuring.
Bo Liang saw the woman's Feng Mou, innocent like a child's, and his heart instantly melted into water.
"Hungry?"
"Hmm, hmm."
"Let me get you something to eat."
"Okay."
An Ge nodded and watched as Bo Liang quickly stood up, got dressed, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
An Ge, having slept long enough, was no longer sleepy and picked up a jacket to drape over herself as she walked downstairs.
...
Downstairs.
The servants were already up and busy.
However, Bo Liang didn't let the servants into the kitchen and busied himself very earnestly.
Watching Bo Liang's hands skillfully handling the ingredients, An Ge guessed that he was most likely preparing chicken congee for her.
An Ge's lips curved into a smile...
After learning about such a shocking event yesterday, 24 hours had passed, and she had calmed down a lot.
Sometimes, one cannot deny how resilient the human body is.
It can... self-regulate many things.
