Qianxia blinked her eyes, rubbed his black hair with great sympathy, and sighed softly, "Yan, come on, I know you can do it!"

“No…”

Ye Shengyan suddenly held her hand and pressed her chest, and said solemnly, "It's been a year... it's going to be dead, Qianqian, I promise not to hurt you and your baby. Just read the novel and read it as you please feel free to be as appropriate. At the right time, water my dry soul a little nourishing."

"puff……"[

Listening to his description, Qianxia couldn't help laughing.

It would be fine if you don’t laugh. Once you smile, Ye Shengyan’s face became even more ugly.

"Yan, don't do this, frowning will be cool!" Qianxia smiled secretly, stroked his slender fingers on his eyebrows, gently rubbing his fingertips slightly, "Well... at most, I will consider your needs appropriately when my physical condition allows. However, you have to swear that you must not be overdoing it, my body cannot bear it."

His fingers slid all the way, landing on his chest, lingering at what was written.

Ye Shengyan opened his eyes slightly, immediately became happy and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I swear I promise."

"Well, let's trust you!"

Qianxia nodded with a chuckling, her little head tilted, and her eyes fell on the pork ribs porridge that had become cold earlier. She couldn't help but feel moved and stretched out her finger, "Now, feed me the porridge quickly, I'm hungry!"

"good!"

Ye Shengyan suddenly chuckled, and his gentle affection rippled between his eyebrows and eyes, deeply intoxicated in his pupils, covering the figure reflected in the thousands of summer shining in his eyes.

He picked up the porridge and stirred it with a spoon, picked out the bones of the ribs, and oozed the meat and porridge together.

Qianxia leaned in his arms, staring straight at his side face so focused, and his smile spilled out little by little, "Yan, do you know that you are so handsome now that I'm so handsome that I'm going to scream for you!"

"Hmm? Then you scream!"

Ye Shengyan burst into laughter and scooped up a spoonful of porridge. After tasting it, he could not taste it anymore. Then he handed it to her lips, "Scream while eating, so that he can have the strength to scream louder, right?"

"Hey, no matter what you say, it makes people feel vulgar!"

Qian Xia frowned, glared at him coquettishly, stared at the spoon hesitantly for a moment before he hesitatingly taking a bite.

"Qianqian, how does it taste?"

Ye Shengyan looked at her very nervously. After all, it was her first time cooking, so it would be better not to have a big blow.

Qianxia chewed it carefully, her expression was indescribably complicated. She swallowed a mouthful of porridge, but she never said a word, but just frowned her eyebrows gently.

In fact, Ye Shengyan was already prepared for this result.[

"Hey... I just knew, forget it, don't eat it anymore, I'll ask Aunt Fang to cook some more porridge for you."

Ye Shengyan lowered his eyes and put down the bowl in disappointment. Just as he was about to get up, Qian Xia in his arms suddenly hugged him. His little head rubbed against his chest, his voice was stained with a smile, and he said helplessly, "The taste is a little worse, but the feelings are full, so I can give you 9 points."

"9 points? The full score is 100 points, right?"

Ye Shengyan stopped slightly, looking at the little woman who was only caring about acting cute in confusion.

"No!"
Chapter completed!