Ning Qing's heart was filled with another kind of satisfaction and gratitude as she quietly watched her son finish his meal.
Lou Mohan finished his last mouthful of porridge and wiped his mouth with a tissue. He looked up and saw ning Qing's slightly wet eyes.
He moved his mouth and wanted to say something like " don't expect me to be grateful to you ", but he suddenly couldn't say it.
Ning Qing noticed that he was hesitating to say something, but she pretended not to see it. She lowered her body and placed the shoes by his feet. put them on.
Lou Mohan didn't do as he was told.
Ning Qing stood up and looked at his beautiful eyes. She could not help but reach out her hand.
The boy dodged. Wanwan, don't think that I'll be impressed by you just because you gave me some benefits.
Ning Qing burst into laughter. you're pretty good at using idioms.
Mo Han raised his head proudly. of course, I have a teacher since I was young.
