Old times

Under he Chengyu's shocked gaze, Lin Hanxing leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up a freshly baked biscuit, and took a small bite.

The crunchy texture and rich aroma filled his mouth instantly.

It melted in his mouth.

Lin Hanxing's eyes lit up.

It was a pleasant surprise when paired with hand-brewed coffee.

"Can I take some with me when I leave?"

Lin Hanxing really wanted to share the unique taste with Lei Xiao.

"Mm, good! I'm going to do it now!"

Rong Shiyu could not help but laugh when he saw that Lin Hanxing liked the beef oil flower he had made.

It was like A Midsummer Night's Dream, making one feel happy in this smile.

"I really didn't expect ..."

He Chengyu pressed his fingers to his forehead, clearly just recovering from the shock.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others?"

He asked tentatively.

Miss Jiu's attitude was too honest, so much so that he Chengyu felt a lot of pressure.