C570 Happy Lingering Fear

Now, just like before, she knows that I like to eat that dish, and she's still gently holding it in my bowl.

And the Red Sister never cared about such small details.

Every woman was different. Aunt Lian was better than nothing, and so was Sister Hong.

Although the lunch wasn't some rare delicacy, it was just seven or eight appetizing dishes, but what we ate was exceptionally joyous and joyful