C700 Chen Feng Seemed to be

Chen Feng stared at the western style breakfast on the table somewhat vexedly.

Breakfast was very sumptuous, and there were many types of dishes. Everything was fresh from the oven.

However, even the bacon and toast he loved to eat tasted like wax in his mouth. He could not swallow it down. He put it into his mouth and spat it out.

It was hard to resist the winter chill in his half-open robe