The next morning.

Lu Rufeng noticed that the man in his arms was about to get up. He frowned slightly, and then he took the man back. His voice was languid and low: "it's still early. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Jian an pushes Lu Rufeng's chest, "you don't mean that steward Wang will bring back coke and Sprite this day. These two little guys are probably too excited to have two breakfast. I'll get up to make breakfast and have some more when they come back."

Lu Rufeng opened his sleepy eyes and kissed Jian'an on the cheek. "Mrs. Qian will prepare it. Darling, you can sleep...