Shao Zun, Do You Have a Yin-Yang Face?

"It was the Golden Flowers who made it. We're all sisters. It doesn't matter who made it." Bu Yaolian giggled. "Eat, eat."

Su Shenfan slapped away the pastry in her hand and asked her coldly, "Are you stupid or are you brainless? Talking up other women in front of me - are you trying to push me in their direction?"

Bu Yaolian was confused. "No, I just want to share this with Shao Zun."

Bu Yaolian had never thought that.

After all, it wasn't as if Su Shenfan hadn't already had the Three Golden Flowers. She wasn't recommending them to him.

If it was delicious, share it - that was a foodie's principle.

Su Shenfan looked at her foolish appearance in disdain - she wouldn't even know if someone sold her off.

"Come here and help massage my waist. It's a little sore." Su Shenfan lay on the couch.

"Let me wash my hands first." Bu Yaolian washed up and changed into a fresh inner garment before she started massaging Su Shenfan.