"Lun, you are too thin. You should eat more."
Gu qianyue's smile was gentle and kind. He picked up a pancake with a plastic fork and handed it to Zheng Lun."Here, eat it. I'll be very happy to see you eat!"
Zheng Lun took the pancake but didn't eat it like yesterday. Instead, she put it back into the box and said with a smile,"Thank you, but I don't like to eat waffle. My brother likes it, so I'll leave it for him!"
PEI Xinhua looked at her daughter in surprise.
Zheng Lun was never a picky eater. She ate anything and never wasted food. This might have something to do with her experience of starving when she was young.
Waffle was one of Zheng Lun's favorite desserts. Why did she say that she didn't like it today?
PEI Xinhua took a look at the Golden yellow bread in the box. It was fragrant and had strawberry jam, which was Zheng Lun's favorite.
It was pretty good. Gu qianyue's mother must have made it according to Zheng Lun's taste.
