When Xu Xiangbei walked into the dining room, he saw Xiao Lin already sitting at the table.
She was wearing a purple wrap dress that had long been dried, with a low-cut neckline, revealing elegant and smooth white skin. The elastic dress outlined her graceful figure. Her slender pinky was slightly raised as she held a transparent glass, elegantly drinking milk. Upon seeing Xu Xiangbei approaching, a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her sea-blue eyes affectionately gazed at Xu Xiangbei.
She asked softly, "Dr. Xu, did you sleep well last night?"
"Very well, I slept like a log, and you? Did my niece snore and disturb you?"
Xiao Lin was amused by him, her smile charming and captivating: "She doesn't snore at all."
Xu Xiangbei sat down next to Xiao Lin, and even though there was a plate of sliced bread in front of him, he reached over and grabbed a piece from Xiao Lin's plate, stuffing it into his mouth.
