Zhou Wang, who rarely stayed in bed, surprisingly snuggled with Su Yajing until past eleven the next morning.
In fact, Su Yajing wasn't the type to lounge around in bed either. Although she wasn't exactly a fitness enthusiast, as a professional performer, she was aware of the importance of maintaining her physique and did some light body-sculpting exercises each morning.
Besides that, she was quite disciplined in her eating habits. For instance, now, faced with a table full of sumptuous breakfast, she only took a taste here and there. If she craved a particular dish, she would chew it a couple of times before spitting it out, calling it, "just tasting the flavor."
"Brother, isn't this a bit wasteful?"
Su Yajing looked at Zhou Wang with some concern, mainly worried that he might have a negative impression of her behavior.
"Give me your phone."
Zhou Wang just smiled.
