Li Yanchen's lips pressed together slightly as he said, "Okay, I'll have Lee Ming arrange it later."
"Mhm mhm, just contact my aunt directly, that's fine."
"Alright."
After Su Nuannuan blow-dried her hair, she got up and went to sit beside him, leaning her head against his shoulder, sitting there in a lazy posture.
Then she took his hand and started playing with his fingers.
"Tired?"
Su Nuannuan bent his fingers a couple of times to show that she wasn't.
"Do you want to eat mala tang?"
Pfft.
What did that mean?
Was Uncle going to take her out for mala tang?
Or did Uncle himself suddenly want some?
She silently poked his chest a couple of times to say: yes.
Li Yanchen smiled faintly. "Aunt Li went to buy ingredients and a pot for mala tang. We'll cook it at home later."
Su Nuannuan's eyes lit up at once. She hurriedly grabbed her phone and kept typing to send to Yang Xian.
