Qian Sisi saw that Bai Cheng'an's face didn't look too good, so she fawned over him, "Xiaobai, try this pickled radish... Everyone says my mom makes the best one!"
Bai Cheng'an lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at Qian Sisi, pointed at his mouth, signaling Qian Sisi to feed him.
The young master is really hard to please!
Qian Sisi picked up a piece of pickled radish and fed it to Bai Cheng'an. The man ate it without any expression, so Qian Sisi thought he didn't like it and picked up another piece to eat herself. But just as she lifted her chopsticks, the man intercepted it with his mouth, leaving Qian Sisi both crying and laughing.
After Qian Sisi finished her last sip of porridge, she put down her chopsticks and touched her round belly, "I ate so much!"
But Bai Cheng'an coldly responded, "I'm not full."
Qian Sisi quickly stood up, "Should I add another bowl of millet porridge for you?"
The man snorted coldly, "Eating this can't fill anyone up!"
