Xiao Han briskly walked over. Li Xiaoya looked extremely charming, with her chestnut-colored long hair and those delicate features. After Xiao Han's care last night, her skin had changed from its usual dullness to a very fair and rosy complexion.
"Sis, your skin improved so much all of a sudden?" Xiao Han exclaimed in surprise.
After hearing this, Li Xiaoya's face turned bright red, "It's all thanks to you!"
"Haha..." Upon hearing this, Xiao Han said, "Really? Then shouldn't I take care of you more often? This is way better than those so-called natural cosmetics, right?"
"You!" Upon hearing that, Li Xiaoya's face grew even redder, and she said angrily, "Come in and eat. Stop messing around."
In the dining room, the maid had already prepared lunch. Last night, Li Xiaoya had specially instructed the maid to prepare an old hen stew. The stew had been simmered slowly overnight in a fine purple clay pot to achieve its golden color today.