To Be the Beloved of

I just finished reading a historical romance novel and gave it one star. After falling asleep, I woke up lying on a crimson embroidered bed draped in grayish white curtains with several holes. The curtains were hung by brass hooks on both sides.,The egg is a beautiful golden yellow, steamed until fragrant and glistening with a few precious drops of oil. This is truly valuable oil; it's worth using just for a child, which shows how much Tang Xiaonuan is loved at home.,The aroma of eggs constantly drifted into her nose. Tang Xiaonuan swallowed involuntarily, her mouth watering. Aunt Xu Jin, a portly woman, smiled even more kindly, ready to feed the little darling. A roar of anger from a boy came from the outer room.。