As soon as his brother called out, Yao shrank back his hand, while the person who was originally asleep on the bed seemed to hear the wake-up call, suddenly sat up. She swiftly leapt up, jumped past him, and dashed into the bathroom.
One smooth motion, comparable to a perfect action.
Yao looked back at the water droplets on his finger, feeling unable to connect the woman who was drooling like a little pig just a moment ago.
Five minutes later, on the guest room's table, there were steaming freshly baked flower rolls, two sticks of fried dough, and scallion pancakes. Most importantly, there was a cup of coffee personally brewed by the future brother-in-law.
Shen Jiayin faced the breakfast eagerly offered by the future brother-in-law, feeling very flattered: "Co, coffee?"
