To Be the Beloved of

The bed was very large and old. Tang Xiaonuan had only seen such an antique carved bed in the library of the museum. There were also camphor wood chests stacked in the corner, cabinets painted red lacquer, and on top of the cabinet was a porcelain tea pot with several large red characters:,A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.,The cheerful Tang Xiaonuan quickly adjusted her mindset and looked at the egg custard in the plump aunt's hands.。