C1666 Twelve Years Later

"Anan, let's go eat, too." Luo'er held Anan's hand gently.

Anan had a bad temper, but it was easy for Luo'er to calm her down. She exhaled and said, "I, mother, made lemon chickens and roasted potatoes today. They are delicious."

"Stop talking. I'm drooling." Luo'er smiled softly and her almond-shaped eyes curved.

In the restaurant, Zhao Xianzao was like a zombie