yi huan was still eating half a mouthful of fried rice. when she saw shen ting pour the fried rice away, her mouth opened wide and she did not make a sound for a long time.
then, tears burst out of her eyes. " bad brother. "
the little fellow was famished, and the meal just now was so spicy and delicious, so she was even angrier.
she simply hugged her legs from behind him and begged him to compensate her for her food.
in fact, she was the kind of child who was a little annoying. after all, she was only seven years old.
however, shen ting felt an indescribable feeling. it was a little sweet. he wondered if he had changed. he actually doted on her so much.
as she cried, he coaxed her, his voice gentle. " alright, stop crying. there'll be better food in five minutes. "
