Ling Miao was in the backyard, thinking about tonight's menu.
Because Cold-dressed Rabbit had suddenly gone viral, she had taken a rare, lazy shortcut and decided not to introduce any new dishes. Instead, she was seizing a moment of leisure, lazily leaning back on a reclining chair in the backyard to soak up the sun. The warm sunlight fell upon her face without burning. Perhaps because the temperature was a few degrees lower today, the sun wasn't too harsh. It beat down on her with a cozy warmth, making her feel utterly lazy, hovering somewhere between wakefulness and sleep.
Hearing footsteps, Ling Miao lifted her long eyelashes. A shadow fell over her, and it took her several blinks to clearly make out the newcomer.
Chapter 136