The Cold Minister Is Shameless

Xi Ying didn't want to but, in the end, he had to get up and climbed out of the bed. Especially when Li Rui was starting to push him away while saying that 'Xiao Ling must have woken up till now.'

Knowing that she would feel uncomfortable wearing her clothes in front of him, he stepped out of the room.

An hour later, the family of three was sitting around the dining table.

Liu Lan and Li Hua were standing a few steps away from the table.

Li Hua was raising her head, again and again, to look at three-year-old Xi Ling who was looking at her father with a frown.

"Xi Ling wants Mother to feed him." 

The young child said firmly.

It has been so many days since he had eaten from his mother's hands. No, since his father had come back he had not let his mother feed him by her hands.

With a pout, Xi Ling looked at his father and suddenly didn't like him a bit.