Comfort

On the other side of the screen, Xiao Juan listened to the sounds coming from the side. Those who didn't know better would think that a rat had entered Mirror House.

He'd thought it was bad enough that she'd taken a couple of bites to satisfy herself.

He did not expect her to continue eating.

The sound of biting pear, of chewing, went on and on and on.

Xiao Juan finally couldn't take it anymore.

He put down the brush, got up, and walked around the screen. He saw the girl leaning crookedly against the desk, one leg crossed over the other, her little feet dangling in the air.

She held a pear in one hand and a book in the other. Her lips were moist and full.

The sweet scent of pears filled the air, blending perfectly with the scent of ink.

Yu Niaoniao did not expect Duke Lang to suddenly appear. She was shocked and accidentally choked on a pear.

"Cough, cough, cough! Why are you here?"

Xiao Juan looked down at her.