Then there was no soup left, just a few pieces of rib and a few slices of winter melon at the bottom of the bowl.
After eating and drinking, the handsome man wiped his mouth with a napkin, stretched lazily, and stood up.
"Woman, you cooked too little. Remember to make more tomorrow." After saying that, he strutted away.
Lin Xinlan stared blankly at his back, watching him walk out of the living room, to the blue-painted wall.
Then she was shocked to see him easily leap onto the wall, and with another light jump, he was on the other side.
And he disappeared.
No wonder he climbed over the wall to get in. His wall-climbing skills are really good...
Lin Xinlan was stunned for a moment, before coming to herself.
What did he mean by telling her to cook more tomorrow?
Is he coming over to eat again?!
In the evening, when Rong Shaoze walked into the bedroom, Lin Xinlan closed her eyes, hesitating whether to ask him who that handsome guy during the day was.
