"Xiaoli, come, your favorite braised fish, I've picked out all the fish bones for you." During the meal, Zhuo Yihan was always considerately serving Luo Qingli with dishes.
"Thanks to you, Elder Brother, you are the best. Since you left, no one has helped me pick out the fish bones." Luo Qingli contentedly stuffed the fish into her mouth, eating heartily.
"As long as you are happy." As long as you wish, I will always pick the bones out for you.
For a lifetime...
This is what Zhuo Yihan always wanted to say, but he just couldn't say it now.
Gu Yuying's expression was natural, seemingly not minding their closeness.
However, from his tightly gripped chopsticks and the fact that he was only eating plain rice, it was clear to see that he was really unhappy.
Among everyone during the meal, Luo Qingli had the most enjoyable time.
