Quan Jingwu's thin lips parted slightly, emitting a low chuckle as he put down his bowl of stew and moved Jian Qing onto his lap.
His finger lightly grazed the tip of her nose, a playful glint in his eyes, "You really don't want to drink it?"
Jian Qing looked at him, placing his hand on her belly, "The baby says it is full."
"Oh you!" he laughed lightly, his tone filled with indulgence.
"Let me feed you." Jian Qing reached for the bowl of stew, acting solicitously.
Quan Jingwu, with one hand around her waist, met her radiant eyes and helplessly accepted the supplement she was feeding him.
The subtle taste of the medicinal soup lingered on his tongue, causing his brow to furrow almost imperceptibly.
"Third sister-in-law!"
Quan Yifei appeared at the entrance, glancing at the couple on the couch, she paused in her step.
She gave an embarrassed smile, "Um, did I interrupt you guys?"
My goodness, she was almost choked by the unexpected display of affection.
