"Hey, you guys finally managed to get out of bed," Zhou Yazhi teased.
Huang Yingying's cheeks were slightly red, but she held onto Lin Tian's hand unwillingly to let go and retorted, "Do you really have the nerve to talk about me, Auntie? Who was begging my husband to do it last night?"
Zhou Yazhi's cheeks then also turned somewhat rosy.
Lin Tian had kept Zhou Xinlan and Huang Yingying busy all night but hadn't paid much attention to her.
Of course, she couldn't stand it and kept pestering Lin Tian for attention. Now, Huang Yingying was teasing her about it, if her face could hold up to the embarrassment, it would be a miracle.
Zhou Xinlan laughed and said, "Alright, stop it, come over and have breakfast."
Lin Tian then pulled Huang Yingying by the hand to sit down at the table and tried the breakfast Zhou Xinlan had made herself.
The breakfast Zhou Xinlan made today was not particularly lavish, but it was delicately prepared and nutritionally well-rounded.
