She had just taken a bath, her whole body steamed like peach petals in the spring breeze, blushingly pink, still fragrant, with her half-wet hair carelessly draped over her shoulders, possessing a messy beauty.
Shu Wan did not notice anything unusual about Fu Siyu as she walked over and glanced at the dishes on the table, "Why did you bring them here?"
"It felt like you would like it."
Shu Wan couldn't help but laugh, "You have enough observational skills to be an undercover agent."
Shu Wan really didn't like dining formally in a restaurant.
In her past life, being the Reserve Crown Princess Consort, even if she disliked those etiquettes, Shu Wan would do her best, because it was her responsibility.
Here, with conditions to enjoy, Shu Wan certainly preferred to be more casual.
However, in the Estate, it was hard to be casual, especially since Fu Yang was still a young sapling; as an adult, it was still proper to set a good example.
