Holding On to My Man

Once in a good mood, the breakfast on the table also looked more appetizing. Gu Bai also understood his taste very well from the memory of the original host, he picked up all his favorites. In a single breakfast, he ate quite a lot, attracting the frequent sidelong glances from the waiting servants.

Gu Bai looked at him eating in relish and also couldn't help but feel gluttonous. He was only Mozong's little disciple, although he's not starved, the food isn't as good as the sect leader's.

For just a table of breakfast, there's already more than a dozen dishes, it's like a royal court banquet. In the previous world as Nie family's young master, everything he ate and wore were all first class and it already made his stomach become picky.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. Furthermore, he only ate on one mantou* in his morning rush. His stomach immediately rebelled and made growling sounds.

*steamed bun