Brother, I’ll Feed You

"That's pretty good." Song Jingwan smiled and said sincerely, "Feiran is a good guy. He and Tang Xinrou are indeed a good match."

Feiran?

Song Yaoyao scoffed.

Her gaze slowly swept over the cake.

Ah...

She really wanted to eat it.

Song Jingwan's gaze was gloomy. She tilted her head and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"Do you really want me to eat it?"

Song Yaoyao suddenly turned her head. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she supported her chin and looked at Song Jingwan. "Is there poison inside?"

The young girl's eyes were bright. She curled her lips slyly like a little fox.

"How can that be?"