But Lu Lin's expression was not good.

Tang Wan has always been very good at reading people's expressions and moods.

She cautiously approached Lu Lin and reached out to tug at his clothes.

But seemingly realizing that his hands were covered in oil, he cautiously withdrew them.

However, Lu Lin noticed these actions.

All the anger in his heart was worn away by Tang Wan's appearance.

How could he bear to be angry with this little kid?

Tang Wan was just being too cautious.

It's not her fault.

It's just that no one taught her how to ask others for help.

So Lu Lin squatted down, looked into Tang Wan's eyes, and asked, "The plate is so hot, are your hands alright?"

Tang Wan subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and remained motionless.

It's hot, of course.

Children's skin is more delicate than adults' skin.

The pain became increasingly noticeable.

Tang Wan simply couldn't speak, nor could she ask for help from others.

But when Tang Wan came out carrying the plate and saw Lu Lin, she realized that something was wrong.

Because Brother Lu Lin said that if you can't do it, you should call on him.

Tang Wan simply forgot.

She had become so accustomed to it that she had forgotten she was no longer the little kid with no one to back her up.

She can contact Lu Lin.

Thinking about this, Tang Wan suddenly felt that perhaps she could act like the other children in the orphanage and act cute towards the older brother.

She tried to raise her hand and slowly hug Lu Lin's arm, then called out softly and urgently.

"ah!"

Then gently shake Lu Lin's arm.

This was the most sincere and clumsy attempt at coquetry that Tang Wan could muster.