Outside the door, Mo Qi brought the food that had been cooked for Little Rong Xi, all of which was the hot porridge suitable for children.
Su Yingxue really disapproved of Chu Yifeng, but she had to remind him, "Rong Xi has been hungry for too long, she needs to eat something."
Chu Yifeng pulled the little one's head out from his embrace, "Come eat something."
Rong Xi, unfamiliar with everyone here, clung tightly to Chu Yifeng, "I want Daddy to feed me!"
Chu Yifeng had fed her before, and she liked the feeling of Daddy feeding her.
Chu Yifeng took the hot porridge with one hand and held her with the other, "Okay, Daddy will feed you."
As he fed Rong Xi, his movements were clumsy and awkward, he didn't realize that feeding a child could be so troublesome, the temperature of the food had to be just right, she couldn't eat too much at once, and he also had to give her water to drink.
The child's digestive system was delicate, in short, there were many things to pay attention to.
