C165 A Thick Fragrance of Soup
Pei Nanhuai rang Mo Li's doorbell again. It wasn't long before Mo Li opened the door. Pei Nanhuai, with a hint of anticipation yet keeping a straight face, glanced over Mo Li, only to be disappointed. Today, Mo Li was already neatly dressed, probably having gotten up early to get ready, unlike yesterday when she slept in.
"Good morning, Li," Pei Nanhuai said cheerfully.
"Morning," Mo Li replied
