A short while later, Qin Mian brought over the bowl of porridge. It was only two bowls, yet Xiao Lan raised his small legs, nestled himself comfortably in Qin Mian's embrace, and waited for Qin Mian to feed him like a young master.
Qin Yi was full after the bread she had eaten just now but seeing that Xiao Lan was enjoying the food so much, she couldn't help but touch the spoon.
Qin Mian was a really good cook and made a simple bowl of minced meat porridge taste very good. In the end, Qin Yi ate her fill, and although she only had half the bowl, the remaining porridge went into a certain someone's mouth.
Yun Huan was helpless, his peach blossom eyes gentle, filled with deep, intoxicating emotions as he rubbed Qin Yi's belly with his huge hand.
Xiao Lan was just as bloated as Qin Yi. He had a big appetite, but he was now in a human form and his little tummy couldn't contain so much food.
