The small porcelain bowl was full.
She put down her chopsticks.
But she still didn't eat. She just stared at Qiao Mianmian. "Mianmian, I won't get you any more food. Eat slowly. If you find it too spicy, I'll get you a bowl of soup."
Qiao Mianmian turned around and met Madam Bai's gentle and loving gaze.
She smiled sweetly at her and nodded. "Mm, Mom, you eat too."
"Alright, alright." Madam Bai kept her eyes on her daughter, unwilling to look away from her.
She felt that her daughter was really pretty, like a fairy.
She couldn't get enough of looking at her.
How did she give birth to such a beautiful daughter?
Madam Bai's rare expression amused Bai Yusheng. "Mom, why are you staring at Mianmian? Can you even eat staring at her like that? Mianmian is already home, she won't separate from us anymore. You can look at her however you want in the future. Hurry up and eat."
