Today's breakfast was prepared by Zhao Han after she woke up.
Last night, Liu Zhizhong had already told her when he was tidying up her place, "You're going back to your mother's house, you can't just eat and not do anything, you must make breakfast tomorrow!"
Zhao Han had no choice, her life was in Liu Zhizhong's hands, and moreover, Liu Zhizhong was good at those activities that required physical strength, which had left her immensely satisfied. This demon's abilities outshone Zhang Hongyang by miles!
Actually, when Zhao Han got out of bed, her body was still sore; she had been tormented too fiercely.
After a while, Zhao Han went straight to cook a pot of millet porridge, then ordered takeout from the best breakfast place in Yangzhou, just asking them to deliver it.
In front of this lavish breakfast, there were five people, Liu Zhizhong, the Lu Family Sisters, the Zhao Family Sisters.
A breakfast with one man and four women, quite interesting.