Ye Anran heard her words and laughed in annoyance: "Get in here!"
"Chirp, Mistress!" Ai Zi responded humorously and came in with the thermos.
"What delicious things are you carrying?" Ye Anran eyed the thermos in Ai Zi's hand and asked with a smile.
"Good lord, can't you be a bit more composed, Mistress An? Don't give yourself away the moment you see food! It's like Uncle Bo can't ever satiate your hunger..." Her words were unintended.
But as soon as they were spoken, she suddenly thought of that topic and found herself at a loss for words.
Her face was a picture of embarrassment.
Ye Anran looked at her expression and was at a loss for words: "Zuo Aiai, you'd better watch your mouth!" If she dared to talk nonsense, she'd make her pay!
"I got it, I won't tell," Zuo Aiai said with an intentionally mischievous smile. Seeing Anran about to explode, she quickly presented the 'Imperial Sword' Yellow Rice Wine Chicken Soup: "Mistress An, shall we have some chicken soup?"
