Han Jiaojiao listened to him and set down her bowl, continuing to sip the porridge with a spoon.
Han Yi came over, picked up a custard bun from the table, tore off a little piece, and fed it into Han Jiaojiao's mouth, "Don't just focus on drinking porridge, or you'll be hungry later."
Han Jiaojiao uh-mmed and ah-mmed as she ate an entire custard bun, then finished the remaining half bowl of porridge and stood up excitedly, "I've finished eating, let's set out now!"
She couldn't wait to try out the results of her recent practice.
Han Yi pulled her over to his side, took a paper towel to wipe her mouth, and Han Jiaojiao, feeling embarrassed, said, "Brother, let me do it, I'm not a child anymore…"
A tender smile appeared on Han Yi's face as he kissed her rosy cheek, "You always wipe my sweat and pour water for me usually, don't you?"
"That's because I like taking care of you."
"Mm, Brother likes taking care of you too."
Han Jiaojiao blinked and then shyly cupped her face…