Chapter 222: Do You Realize Your Mistake Now?

In the study room, Song Ting had copied until his eyes blurred, growing more and more impatient with the large characters on the paper.

His stomach growled with hunger, and he threw down his brush in a huff, "This young master won't copy anymore!"

Shiqi had listened to his complaints at least a hundred times within these hours, and his expression remained unchanged upon hearing this sentence.

He stood there like a door god, resolutely guarding to prevent this tough little young master from running out.

Song Ting could be particularly troublesome when he made a fuss, enough to upset even the roof, but Shiqi was unmoved, pretending as if he heard nothing.

While causing a racket, Song Ting suddenly smelled an enticing aroma wafting from outside the study.

He immediately stopped, twitched his nose, and confirmed that the aroma was real; it was so tempting, it seemed like roast duck.

Song Ting drooled with desire and eagerly walked towards the door.