Tong Lu scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it to make it warm but not scalding. She then fed it to Xiao Ye, who was bursting with motherly love.
She lowered her gaze and met Xiao Ye's beautiful eyes. He curled his long eyelashes. Tong Lu's heart melted. She thought to herself,'I didn't dote on this young man for nothing. He finally knows how to smile at me. He used to look at me coldly, as if I owed him millions of dollars.'
"Xiao Ye, do you want to eat some buns?" Xu Ying opened the bun enticingly. it's all meat. Do you want some? "
Miniature Leng Yejin glanced at him. His heart was filled with disdain, but he did not say anything. He had done everything he could. It would be too difficult for him to play the role of his son to get closer to ye Rong and Xu Ying.
"Yingying, how's your injured hand?"