Han Jiaren, who was sleepy, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this, and then said, "Oh my God! I'm not dreaming, right? I just dreamed of eating and drinking in a big hotel, but I didn't expect - it turned out that this was not a dream!" Han Jiaren bent down and looked at the delicacies, sucked deeply in the fragrance, opened her arms, closed her eyes and said intoxicatedly: "This is not a dream, it is a feast! The morning feast!"

Sudden--

She opened her eyes again and asked Jin Sansun: "But - what about that guy Song Zhichao? Didn't come back last night? Yes, if he came back, your mother and little sister wouldn't be standing here. That guy hates it, especially doesn't like strangers to stay at his house..."

"I'm back." Kim Sansun said.

"Uh?" Han Jiaren was stunned.

"He asked my grandmother and younger sister to live here for the time being."

"Uh?" Han Jiaren couldn't even close her mouth.

long time--

"Is that so? What about others?"

"I left after breakfast."

"End breakfast?" Han Jiaren was stunned, her mind was a little short-circuited, and then pointed to the table full of food: "Don't tell me... these are all leftovers of him?"

Kim Sanshun, Park Chun-hwa and Jin Baoer nodded together.

Han Jiaren: “…”

He looked bitter: "In other words, we want to eat his leftovers?"

The three nodded again.

Jin Sanshun: "If you don't eat, we will start first."
Chapter completed!