[Unless my mother gets married to Beitang Yaori, my name is Lin Xing.]

The little stubbornness is exactly the same as Lin Nuanxi!

Not confused by the gorgeous sugar-coated cannonballs in front of him, the little guy was still thinking about Lin Nuanxi's affairs.

[He said that his mother was his fiancée.]

As if seeking proof, Lin Xing looked up at Leng Zhao.

[Is he lying?]

[If Master Di said that, it would be true.]

[You won't lie to me?]

[Young Master, my subordinates never lie.]

Leng Zhao, who was swearing in front of him, could only make Lin Xing believe it.

For dinner, the table was filled with various delicacies that Lin Xing had never seen before. Just looking at them makes people feel very happy!

There was a long table of delicious food, but there was only the young master sitting in the main seat, Lin Xing.

[Where is him?] Lin Xing turned his head and looked at the beautiful maid standing in the row behind him.

[Reply to the young master, the emperor is in the bedroom - Hey? Young master? Young master!]

Before the maid finished speaking, Lin Xing jumped out of the chair and trotted to Yaori's room in Beitang.

On tiptoe, just reaching the door handle, Lin Xing gently twisted and opened the door.

A little head came in—

[This is your favorite skin-egg lean meat porridge. It’s no longer hot. Come on, open your mouth.]

The warm picture made Lin Xing smile appear on his face.

Lin Nuanxi sat on the bed, and Beitang Yaori was holding a bowl of lean eggs and lean meat porridge, raising it with a spoon, and blowing it at his mouth.

After tasting the temperature is moderate, I delivered it to Lin Nuanxi's mouth.

Touching the warm spoon, Lin Nuanxi instinctively opened his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Some porridge was slightly overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and Beitang Yaori gently wiped it off with a tissue, and then continued to feed it.

One spoonful after another, in line with Lin Nuanxi's slow pace.

Beitang Yaori didn't notice it, and the door was gently closed again.

Lin Xing seemed to have a guarantee in his heart, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. His stomach had already made a protest, so Lin Xing ran downstairs to have a meal.

I fed Lin Nuanxi for dinner, and I ate this bowl of porridge for less than an hour.

Her back was stiff and maintained this position for a long time, and it felt pain again. However, Beitang Yaori insisted on feeding her a bowl of half a bowl of skin eggs and lean meat porridge before putting down the bowl and relaxing her sour body.

[Do you want to do some more?]

[…]

Just like what the little guy said, no matter how his Beitang Yaori asked, she just didn't answer.

On the coffee table, the dinner that Leng Zhao brought to Beitang Yaori was already cold. After feeding Lin Nuanxi himself, Beitang Yaori ate a few bites of cold rice and ordered people to clean up the food.

How big a blow did Yuan Mian and Jiang Bo's death bring to Lin Nuanxi?

So much so strong that she has become what she is now.

Beitang Yaori took a deep breath. Although her condition in front of her was so bad that she could no longer be bad, it made him feel a little relieved.

At least, she was right next to him, in front of him, within reach of his reach.

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[The situation of Mr. Di and Miss Nuanxi... is not optimistic.]

Wen Liancheng did the same check for Lin Nuanxi again, and his face was slightly worried.
Chapter completed!