Early the next morning, Xiao Feng got up as usual.
In fact, unless he's injured or in special circumstances, he almost never sleeps in.
Even if he doesn't do anything after getting up, just drinking tea and sunbathing in the yard is always better than lying in bed daydreaming.
After finishing washing up, Lu Yao came out of the villa, but as soon as she stepped out the door, she saw Xiao Feng sitting in the yard.
She was slightly stunned, then smiled and greeted, "Good morning, Brother Yanhuang."
"I'm good, just not sure if you're good?" Xiao Feng said with an unclear tone.
Lu Yao frowned a bit, puzzled, "I'm fine, why is Brother Yanhuang asking this?"
"You're fine now, but who knows later." Xiao Feng smirked, clearly not planning to make things clear.
This naturally left Lu Yao even more puzzled, but before she could question further, a familiar voice rang out from beyond the gate: "Xiao Bro, haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
