Mr. Qin's Terrifying Possessiveness

"It's no trouble." Qin Ruohan took advantage of Ye Caitang's last sentence and neatly popped the crystal prawn dumplings into Ye Caitang's mouth.

"Let's eat together."

Ye Caitang looked at Qin Ruohan speechlessly and silently chewed the crystal prawn dumpling in her mouth. "…"

Suddenly, she felt that Qin Ruohan was like a father and she was like his daughter. Qin Ruohan was taking care of his daughter dotingly.

Oh my God, I can't think about it. If I think about it any longer, I'm going to die…

Ye Caitang hurriedly shook her head to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind.

At the sight of Ye Caitang adorably puffing her cheeks like a little hamster, an imperceptible smile and satisfaction flashed across Qin Ruohan's beautiful eyes.