Bo Nuanyang looked through the cat's eyes: "Yes."

"Open the door." Zuodian said.

Bo Nuanyang hung up the phone and opened the door. The aunt outside looked at her with a smile: "Xiao Nuanyang, right?"

"You are?"

The aunt said: "Just call me Aunt Song. I live over at Lanshui Bay, and I raised the young master."

"Ah, hello, Aunt Song." Bo Nuanyang quickly turned sideways.

"No, no, I won't go in. I have a young lady at home to take care of." Aunt Song handed in the thermos box in her hand.

Little lady?

Bo Nuanyang was a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions: "I'm really sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble," Aunt Song kept looking at her and smiling, "This is the first time I've seen the young master like this."

Which kind?

"Go and eat quickly. You're so thin, so you need to eat more." Aunt Song told her as she pulled the door handle and closed the door for her.

Bo Nuanyang stood at the door for a while. The insulated box was four-layered and heavy.

This was the first time that someone called her to eat when it was time.

When she was usually busy, she would always raise her head and the day would pass.

The circles under my eyes are a little sore.
Chapter completed!