Want to conquer his sister? Start by conquering her family, huh?
He said he came to visit, but he actually wanted to win over her family's favor.
Looking at his quiet sister by his side, Lu Zhanxing felt a pang in his heart.
His eyes shifted, and he weakly said, "Sis, my hand hurts, can you feed me?"
"Okay." Qiao Yun didn't doubt Lu Zhanxing's words at all.
She opened the thermal box, picked up the spoon under Li Hanzhou's gaze, and fed Lu Zhanxing bite by bite.
Lu Zhanxing was not embarrassed at all; he enjoyed the meal greatly and said with a smile, "The food you feed me tastes different from what I eat myself; it's much tastier than usual, and my appetite has improved too."
Without hesitation, Qiao Yun said, "Then I'll feed you from now on."
Lu Zhanxing wanted to continue pretending to gain his sister's pity, but Li Hanzhou, with a smile, interrupted them, "If I remember correctly, you injured your leg, not your hand. Or did your hand get hurt too?"
Lu Zhanxing: "..."