Indeed, after hearing that, Li Yingqiong gave a light snort and then took a sip.
She frowned slightly; it was too hot.
"Let me cool it down for you," Su Chen took the spoon, scooped up a little, and gently blew on it.
"Here, let me feed you."
Li Yingqiong felt awkward all over. To be honest, she wasn't used to this kind of scene.
But seeing Su Chen's tender expression, she opened her mouth gently anyway.
"Ah—"
Su Chen fed her spoonful by spoonful, and Li Yingqiong was very well-behaved.
Halfway through feeding, Su Chen said, "Wife, how about we try a different method?"
With that, he took a sip of the porridge and then leaned his head over.
Seeing this, Li Yingqiong's heart raced—this guy was indeed no good, thinking of dirty tricks again.
She wanted to struggle but was held down by Su Chen.
Soon, a bowl of porridge was finished using Su Chen's alternative method.
