My girl is cute

Chapter 387
Facing Dongfang Si's expectant eyes, and his hard work looking for him everywhere, Zhu Xiaomeng felt that it would be okay to help him buy some food.

Anyway, he used to buy breakfast for himself every day, and it was nothing to help him buy it once.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaomeng nodded slightly at Dongfang Si, "Okay, wait a minute."

Seeing the back of Zhu Xiaomeng leaving to buy food, Dongfang Si slightly curled his lips, smiling contentedly.

Ten minutes later, Dongfangsi looked at the millet porridge in front of him, and said to Zhu Xiaomeng, with a little moisture in his eyes, "Mengmeng, feed me."

Looking at Dongfang Si's wet eyes staring at her, Zhu Xiaomeng's heart trembled unconsciously, subconsciously picked up the spoon, and fed him a mouthful of millet porridge.

"Egg cake." After taking two mouthfuls of porridge, Dongfang Si glanced at the egg cake on the table and said to Zhu Xiaomeng.

Zhu Xiaomeng hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the egg pancake and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Dongfang Si took a bite of the omelette in satisfaction, then opened his mouth, "Porridge."

Zhu Xiaomeng raised the spoon silently, scooped up the porridge and put it in his mouth.

The two of them fed and ate, and they didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Finally, a breakfast was finished in Dongfang Si's satisfaction.

Looking at Dongfang Si, who was full of food and drink, Zhu Xiaomeng curled her lips, showing a faint smirk, and quickly covered it up.

After sitting on the chair for a while, Dongfang Si stood up and said to Zhu Xiaomeng, "Mengmeng, let's go."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiaomeng raised her hands with a look of grievance, "Hands are so sore."

Dongfang Si was stunned for a moment, quickly took her hand, and said with concern, "What's wrong? Why are you so sour?"

When the words fell, Dongfang Si thought of something, and before Zhu Xiaomeng could speak, he said strangely, "You can't feed me, lift the spoon and pick up the sour, right?"

It was Zhu Xiaomeng's nod that answered him.

The corner of Dongfang Si's mouth twitched, is she that delicate?
But looking at her hands, Dongfang Si still chose to believe.

After all, what if it was really sour?
"Then I'll rub it for you?" Dongfang Si looked at Zhu Xiaomeng and asked tentatively.

Zhu Xiaomeng blinked and agreed.

Seeing this, Dongfang Si curled his lips into a smile, reached out and gently rubbed her wrist.

Seeing Dongfang Si's serious face, Zhu Xiaomeng blushed inexplicably, and subconsciously looked away.

Noticing the two red clouds on Zhu Xiaomeng's face, Dongfang Si curled his lips, and the movements of his hands became more and more gentle.

"Is it comfortable to knead?" After kneading for more than ten minutes, Dongfang Si raised his head and asked softly.

Zhu Xiaomeng's hands were not sore, so she didn't know if Dongfang's rubbing had any effect.But kneading is really comfortable.

Nodding, looking at Dongfang Si, admiring Le Jia's expression, "Not bad, continue." He closed his eyes slightly as he said.

Seeing Zhu Xiaomeng's enjoyment, Dongfang Si suddenly approached her and said in a low voice, "But what if my hands are sore?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xiaomeng opened his eyes and looked at him with some confusion.

Dongfangsi stretched out his hands in front of Zhu Xiaomeng, just like she did before, and looked at her with that very aggrieved expression, "My hands are so sore."

"..." Zhu Xiaomeng suddenly didn't know what to say.

Looking at Dongfang Si's aggrieved face, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, "If your hands are sore, you can rest here for a while."

(End of this chapter)