C799 Trying to Kick Me Out?

Yongxi rested her cheek on her hand as she rested her elbow on the table. She tilted her head and looked at Xi Lingyu. His straight young back was clearly out of place in this bun house, which could only accommodate about ten people. However, he didn't mind. After ordering, he came back with a tray.

Two plates of steamed buns, two bowls of congee, and a few dishes of pickled vegetables