The millet was stewed until very soft, and the pumpkin had a refreshing sweetness.

She took a bite of the egg pancake and saw the man looking at her with doting eyes.

Her movements instantly became delicate and refined.

"Hmm, have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten."

Actually, that's not the case. He got up at 3 a.m. to brew the medicine, which takes more than four hours to boil, and he hasn't had time to take it yet.

However, he's already used to it and doesn't usually like to eat breakfast.

Watching the little girl eat the pancake and drink the porridge with her delicate little mouth.

Like a soft little animal, just looking at her made his heart melt...

After the little girl finished half a bowl of porridge and ate half an egg pancake, her delicate brows furrowed slightly. He asked worriedly:

"Are you feeling unwell? Is the food not to your liking?"

"Uh, the porridge and the pancakes were delicious...yes...I'm full."

Oh God knows she tried so hard to eat, but it seemed like she could never finish this pancake.

Food is already scarce in this era, and it would be disastrous if people found out that we were wasting food.

Won't they be arrested and subjected to public criticism?

"I didn't eat enough this morning, so give it to me!"

Just as she was feeling distressed, the man took the egg pancake from her hand; it still bore her tiny teeth marks.

Whether it was intentional or not, the man ate the food in a few bites right where she had left teeth marks.

He also used the same utensils she had used to finish the pumpkin porridge and cucumber shreds in two bites.

It took her almost ten minutes to eat the amount, while the man only took one minute.

Wen Qinghe was dumbfounded. But that wasn't the most important thing. The important thing was that he used her utensils! And ate what she had left over!

Yan Xiao's eyes were full of laughter.

"It really is delicious!"

Uh… she felt like he was implying something…

Is this man flirting with her?

His handsome features softened by his smile, blending with the wildness emanating from his bronze skin, making him inexplicably alluring.

Wen Qinghe's face flushed slightly, a rare occurrence, and she dared not look any further.