C78 A Passionate Young Man!

Ann Xiaomin hadn't noticed the change in Yang Fengcheng's eyes. Still half-asleep, she yawned and asked, "Is something up?"

Yang Fengcheng, feeling a bit parched, lowered his head slightly, avoiding the view in front of him. "I saw you weren't too keen on the breakfast here, so I went out to get your favorite buns and pancakes from the local bakery," he said, then headed straight into the room