John was particularly happy, as if he were in love, proudly served the pork feet and winter melon soup into a thermos, and then handed it to Alvin, "Your Highness, it's ready."
Alvin took the thermos and headed straight out the door.
John smiled like a blooming flower behind him, feeling absolutely delighted in his heart.
Politely knocking on Nangong Lin's door, Alvin stood quietly and elegantly at the doorway.
Guagua heard the knock, muttering as he went to open the door, "Who is it?"
Who would come knocking on Nangong Lin's door?
"I don't know," Nangong Lin replied vaguely through a face mask, "You go open the door."
Guagua wiped his hands and went straight to open the door. With the excellent security in the neighborhood, he wasn't worried it might be reporters or fans.
Despite his curiosity, Guagua opened the door, and was stunned the moment he did.
His eyes then gradually widened, filled with excitement and surprise, and even his mouth opened wide.
