Rena held onto his arm tightly, her face beet red.

Waylen gently caressed her cheek and chuckled, “Are you so eager for intimacy with me? At least let me have a bite first. I might not have the energy for intimacy at the moment."

With that, she didn't dare to push further.

Thoughtfully, she served him a his dinner, along with two dumplings on his plate.

“Claribel mentioned that you enjoy this. I intended to bring them to you tomorrow morning."