When Auntie Li came up, she saw that the cup of coffee hadn't moved and heaved a silent sigh of relief. No matter how she had urged him, he had insisted on drinking a third cup. She was anxious but didn't dare to say too much. Now, seeing that Tingxiao hadn't drunk it, she couldn't be happier inside.
"Auntie Li, please give me a bowl of soup and take away the coffee," Tingxiao said, volunteering to drink soup, which delighted Auntie Li even more.
"Alright, I'll get it right away," she agreed cheerfully.
Tingxiao rubbed his temples, unable to help but smile at the thought of Mu Lan's ruffled demeanor.
She must have thought she was very intimidating when she got angry, but in his eyes, she was truly adorable.
These days, they had been sleeping together every night. However, today he was going to be alone in his room, and Tingxiao suddenly felt uneasy.