Fifteen years old, indeed, it's different.
The Martial Saint actually cooked personally, preparing a breakfast. Even though the main dish was just noodles, it was the thought that counted.
"Sister Shurui, how's the taste? It's my first time, please be forgiving."
"It's tough, having the birthday person cook personally."
"Haha, isn't it just so you can all share in the luck."
Li Shuru smiled gently, "You're getting better at speaking."
"A bit bland, but edible, there's room for improvement."
Comrade Jiang Chen commented; after tonight, his sitting posture had become quite steady.
The Martial Saint sneaked a peek at him and, for some reason, felt somewhat guilty.
"Say hello to your parents for me."
Li Shuru to the Martial Saint, today she initially wanted to invite him over, but with what happened yesterday, it was obviously inappropriate.
"Sister Shurui, don't be shy, try the gift my parents brought for you."
No doubt about it.
