Down in the dining room on the ground floor, Lauren had already prepared a table full of delicious food.
Anna took a deep breath as she looked at the spread before her. "Mmm, smells heavenly!"
"Come on, you little foodie, dig in before it gets cold," Johanson said kindly, pulling out a chair for Anna. After she sat down, he took the seat next to her and began to serve her some food.
In no time, Anna's plate was piled high like a little mountain. Anna looked at her plate with a mix of amusement and exasperation in her eyes. "Johanson, I could have served myself, you know. How am I supposed to finish all this?"
"Take your time. You're too skinny as it is. You need the nourishment," Johanson remarked, glancing at Anna's slender wrist with a hint of concern. "Look at you, not an ounce of fat on you. People might think you're being starved at home."
Anna resigned herself to the task at hand and began to eat. "Alright, with the way you're feeding me, I'll turn into a little piglet in no time."
Johanson laughed. "Even if you become a piglet, you will be the most beautiful piglet around!"
Anna couldn't help but smile, shaking her head lightly before focusing on the feast in front of her.
After a pleasant meal, Johanson asked Lauren to bring over a fruit platter. He noticed a bit of food on the corner of Anna's mouth and leaned over to wipe it off for her.
Anna felt a bit embarrassed and looked at Johanson seriously. "Next time, I can do it myself, Johanson."
"It's no big deal. I used to do this for you all the time. Nothing to be embarrassed about," Johanson replied nonchalantly.
"But I'm grown up now," Anna's cheeks flushed slightly. "I'm too old for you to be wiping my mouth for me."
Johanson chuckled, pretending to be wounded. "Alright, alright, I'll remember that next time. You are all grown up and don't like being looked after anymore!"
Thinking that Johanson was actually upset, Anna quickly tried to explain, "That's not what I meant, Johanson..."
She didn't get to finish her sentence before Johanson burst out laughing. "I'm just teasing you, silly girl. Now, eat some fruit. I'm looking forward to hearing you practice piano later."
Relieved that Johanson wasn't really angry, Anna quickly ate some fruit and went upstairs to practice piano.
As twilight deepened, Anna played beautiful piano pieces while Johanson listened intently. The melodious notes floated through the moonlit room, echoing far and wide.
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