The bedroom door suddenly burst open, and Yan Han stood outside, "Ying'er, the chef has stewed some soup, see if the baby boy can drink it..."
Zhu Qianying smiled at the two youngsters, then got up and walked out.
As the door closed behind her, Yan Xu asked Bai Lu, "Dr. Bai, how much love potion have you fed to my Mommy?"
Bai Lu was startled for a moment, then quickly understood.
Apparently, Zhu Qianying had said a lot of good things about her to Yan Xu behind the scenes.
"Oh yes, I've brewed tons. This fairy specializes in producing love potions. Would Young Master Yan like a taste?"
Bai Lu replied teasingly and took out the thermometer, having Yan Xu hold it under his tongue. Seizing the moment when he couldn't speak, she methodically defended herself.