Xu Qinghuan knew that she should remind Fu Yanshi at this moment, Dongyue Bay was his home, and she shouldn't go there without returning home.,After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Xu Qinghuan tossed those inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and walked to the kitchen, thinking about making breakfast for Fu Yan.,After Fu Yan finished her meal, she gracefully wiped her thin lips. She was still frowning, thinking about it, and there was still half a bowl of porridge left.。