As Zhang Feng woke up.
Mu Xue'Er, who was leaning against Zhang Feng's chest, also rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up.
She sniffed with her little nose, and then her still dazed eyes suddenly lit up with surprise as a childish voice came through:
"Wow!"
"Is Aunt Yuanyuan cooking?"
Excitedly, Mu Xue'Er clutched Zhang Feng's arm and said happily:
"Dad, you have no idea, Aunt Yuanyuan's cooking is delicious, really delicious! It's the best meal Xue'Er has ever had in her life!"
"Even Mom said so! But it has been a long time since Aunt Xue'Er cooked, today Xue'Er is lucky again!"
As she spoke, Mu Xue'Er seemed about to drool.
Whether it's the best meal of her life remains to be verified.
But the aroma of food permeating the air is certainly enticing enough!
Zhang Feng looked at the time; it was only six-thirty in the morning. Has she started preparing breakfast already?
Does Yuan Yuanyuan always live this healthily?
Anyway, now that it's daylight, it's time for me to leave!
