Perhaps she was too hungry, Jian Qing finished a bowl of porridge quickly. Just as she was about to serve herself a second bowl, a large hand reached over and snatched the bowl from her hand.
"Hm?" Jian Qing tilted her head, her eyes questioning Quan Jingwu.
She wasn't full yet.
Quan Jingwu responded with a silent smile, put down the bowl in his hand, and leisurely picked up another unopened bag from the table, taking out what was inside.
Upon seeing what Quan Jingwu has taken out, Jian Qing's eyes lit up. Her pitch-black eyes were sparkling like stars, unconsciously pulling at his heartstrings.
"Would you like some?" Quan Jingwu asked Jian Qing, a smile curled up his lips as he saw her staring at the dessert in his hand.
Jian Qing wasn't shy and nodded, "Yes."
Quan Jingwu got a small fork and handed the dessert to Jian Qing.
