Dream?

Yun Qingyue and little Yunyue were both eating with their mouths filled to the brim making them look like two little squirrels stuffing food into their mouths.

Lu Wuqi immediately felt funny but didn't dare to laugh as she knew that Yun Qingyue would definitely get angry at her.

But even though, Yun Qingyue's face looked slightly bulged but her posture was still as elegant as an aristocrat.

The elegant woman sat gracefully at the bed. She picked up the chopsticks with a delicate touch, her long fingers moving with effortless grace. She expertly lifted a piece of braised pork from the plate, the chopsticks never faltering.

She ate with a quiet elegance, savoring each bite. Her movements were refined and deliberate, a picture of sophistication.