"Yes, with the mouth."

Shawn finally understood.

His earlier expression of misery was suddenly incredibly bright.

"I understand."

On the surface, he still remained calm. "She's still asleep. Have the kitchen prepare a few kinds of breakfast for her."

"Yes, yes, I still remember Mrs. Wood's tastes. Mr. Wood, don't worry"

Shawn had a smirk on his lips. The sun that day felt incredibly good.

The weather was good, and he was in a good mood too.

Shawn suddenly felt like he had fully recovered