It was the next morning.
The family sat at the same table for breakfast.
Chen Yuejian sat beside her father and said coquettishly, "Father, can you feed me porridge?"
She had completely inherited her mother's delicate personality. When she spoke, she instinctively liked to lower her voice and draw out her voice, making her voice sound coquettish and soft.
Chen An was a dad who doted on his daughter. Without thinking, he smiled and agreed. "Alright, Daddy will feed you."
"Father, you're the best!"
Chen Yuejian looked happy. She pushed the bowl of porridge in front of her to her father and asked him to feed her spoonful by spoonful.
Chen An was also very happy. He picked up the spoon and patiently fed her. After all, it could nurture the Relationship between father and daughter.
[You patiently fed your daughter, Chen Yuejian, porridge. Father-daughter Relationship +1.]