lan yu sat opposite her and smiled. " are you blaming me for feeding him fat? "
Xue 'er snorted softly, indicating that this was what she meant.
"Then I'll leave the rest to you?"
"no, i think you should take care of her!" she expressed her disgust towards the kitchen.
Lan Yu didn't say anything more and just rubbed the little guy's head. son, don't eat so much. Your mommy is despising you.
"I didn't say that." xue 'er's eyes widened.
little yi looked at xue 'er and called out, " "mommy!" Her voice was soft and coy.
"You're cuter if you're chubby," Xue 'er said helplessly.
Therefore, little Yi Shu ate two more pieces of honey bread than usual.
lan yu looked at her disapprovingly.
Xue 'er simply glared at him.
Lan Yu shrugged, picked up his empty cup, and refilled it for himself.
he was tall and extremely good-looking. he was completely different from the image of a down-and-out artist. he also had a faint aura of nobility.
