However, as soon as that soft and boneless little hand entered his palm, Xiang Wentian's heart and soul immediately flew out as if struck by a strong electric current.
I couldn't help but look down.
At this moment, this little hand no longer feels the same as it did when it was a child. Everything is different.
But Xiang Wentian couldn't define exactly what the feeling was. The only thing he was sure of was that it was a hand that one would not want to let go of once they held it.
His whole body felt limp now, and he couldn't even take a step.
Uncle Xiang: “…”
Looking at the two hands held together, his lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know whether it was because he was angry or anxious, and no sound came out.
"...Let's go...let's go! I'm...really hungry." Leng You pulled out his hand as if without leaving a trace, feeling his face slightly hot.
This feels a little bit abnormal.
At first she didn't feel anything, but the moment her hand was held, she seemed to go back to ten years ago, when as long as she didn't let Xiang Wentian hug her, he would hold her hand tightly.
But when she saw the fierce look Uncle Xiang gave her, it seemed like he was angry that his daughter was taken advantage of by a wild boy from outside, which seemed even more inappropriate.
After turning the corner of the stairs to the second floor, Leng You saw steaming food on the table and the aroma wafting over.
Lao Liu and the others stared at Leng You, and seeing that she still had the same expression as before, they couldn't help but look at Xiang Wentian, but still couldn't find the answer.
They had no choice but to look at Uncle Xiang, but saw that his expression was more relaxed than before. The sixth and ninth brothers looked at each other, and saw an expression of relief in each other's eyes, followed by infinite admiration, of course, for Leng You.
Leng You, Xiang Wentian, Uncle Xiang, Lao Liu and Lao Jiu sat down at the table together. Before they heard news from Leng You and the others, Uncle Xiang and Lao Jiu had no appetite. Now that they finally relaxed, their stomachs growled continuously.
The first thing Xiang Wentian did when he picked up the chopsticks was to fill a plate with Leng You's favorite dishes, just like he did ten years ago.
Uncle Xiang paused as he was about to pass the dish to Leng You. He looked at Xiang Wentian with a complicated expression, then looked at Leng You with some disappointment.
"Thank you, brother...thank you, Uncle Xiang!" Leng You picked up the bowl and took the dish that Uncle Xiang passed to him.
"Eat more." An old father's smile appeared on Uncle Xiang's face. He looked at Xiang Wentian, feeling proud and satisfied.
"Drink some soup first." Xiang Wentian put a bowl of soup in front of Leng You. He originally wanted to feed Leng You, but when he saw Lao Liu and Lao Jiu holding their chopsticks and staring at him stupidly, he had to give up.
"Okay." Leng You obediently picked up the soup bowl and drank the tonic soup at a moderate temperature first.
"Eat it!" Xiang Wentian picked up another piece of fish and wanted to put it on the plate in front of Leng You, but seeing that it was full, he changed his route and put it in his own mouth.
"You guys eat too, no need to take care of me." Leng You didn't think there was anything wrong. She had been accustomed to Xiang Wentian's care many years ago. Uncle Xiang had taken care of her meticulously over the years.
"No more, I can't eat anymore." After finishing a bowl of rice, Leng You looked worried as he looked at the full plate again.
"Are you full?" Xiang Wentian's tone was the same as when he was in Daheishan Village.
"Yeah!" Leng You nodded.
Xiang Wentian took the plate in front of Leng You very naturally and started eating.
"Plop!" Lao Liu's chopsticks fell on the table.
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