"The moment Brother Sun sticks his butt out, I know exactly what kind of crap he's going to pull."
Xiang Yiren's words left Jiang Ziyan utterly silenced.
"Giggle, just kidding. Come sit here and take a look. The view is excellent. I can see all three of your little antics, clear as day. It's just like when we were in school—the teacher could see all the students' mischief from the podium."
"Oh, is that so?"
Hearing the women's conversation, Sun Dasheng simply gave up on pretending and opened his eyes.
"Yi Ren, go get me a bottle of water. I'm a bit thirsty."
"Yes, my lord and master!" Xiang Yiren rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave.
"Zi Yan, you can stop massaging too. Go get the cherries from the fridge; I forgot to tell your Sister Yi Ren earlier."
"Sure, my lord and master!" she echoed Xiang Yiren's tone.
