A soft chime from the wind bells echoed through the bedroom.
"Ah—I didn't get enough sleep—"
Li Qiuyu yawned and climbed out of bed. She casually threw on a robe and headed toward the dressing room and walk-in closet.
She suddenly stopped.
"—Huh? What's that smell? It's so good!"
Li Qiuyu turned around and left the bedroom, heading for the kitchen.
There, a slender boy in an apron was cooking.
The steamed buns were ready, accompanied by seven small dishes, a pot of white rice porridge, two bowls of spicy rice noodles in red chili oil, and a whole plate of peeled fruit.
Li Qiuyu reached out with two fingers, picked up a bun, and took a bite.
Meat juices burst out.
Delicious!
She tried one of the side dishes.
Crisp, sour, spicy—each had its own flavor.
Then she couldn't help wanting a sip of the rice porridge—
How could plain rice porridge taste so delicious?
It had a hint of the sea in it. It was wonderful!
She picked up her chopsticks, lifted a mouthful of noodles from the red chili oil, and slurped them down.
Spicy was still the best!
Then came the assorted fruit, juicy and refreshing.
Li Qiuyu silently set down her chopsticks and sat there dazed for several seconds.
Suddenly, she reached out and patted Gu Qingshan on the head. "Li Sanlang, if you were ten years older, I'd marry you."
Gu Qingshan protested, "Who does that? You came out to eat before even getting dressed properly. Aren't you afraid of exposing yourself?"
"You dare take a closer look? I'll knock you flying!" Li Qiuyu giggled and ran back to get ready and change.
Gu Qingshan froze, feeling deeply aggrieved.
That's right, I wouldn't dare take a closer look.
But I have spiritual sense...
How