Unexpectedly, when she approached, the woman came to a halt, and then Ye Ning saw her standing in front of her. After flipping her jet-black, beautiful straight hair, she actually smiled, "An Ning, then please take good care of Mucen."
Ye Ning stared at her blankly for quite a while before nodding, "Mhm, alright, I will..."
"His stomach is weak; he can't eat cold, sour, and he also doesn't like sweet food—pay attention to these things. Moreover, he has a severe obsession with cleanliness, especially in regards to things like pollen which will cause him allergies, you need to be mindful of that too."
Ye Ning: "..."
He can't eat sour or sweet?
Then the porridge she had made earlier with lemon and sugar, and pollen...
Her gaze uncontrollably drifted towards two objects in the room: one was the flowers placed on the windowsill, the other, the empty bowl by the small table.