This Is... Her Son? (10)

Fan Yu had asked her a few questions just now. Did he guess something?

Should she say it..

In a trance, a burning gaze was fixed on her.

She could not even wrap the dumplings.

She raised her head subconsciously. Fan Yu did not avoid her gaze and looked at her unexpectedly.

Qiao Yuanfei's heart skipped a beat.

"What's Wrong?"

Fan Yu stepped forward and stood behind her. He lowered his head and looked at the ingredients in front of her.

After a few glances, there was no problem.

He then lowered his eyes and glanced at Qiao Yuanfei who was stunned.

Qiao Yuanfei's body was a little stiff because of his sudden approach.

She wanted to say that she was fine, but Fan Yu's arms had already passed through her waist. He picked up the ingredients in front of her and asked her.

"Is this calla Lily?"

"Yes."

Qiao yuanfei nodded. Her mind had already started to empty.