My iceberg smiled

Chapter 162 Happy Feeding
The young master who has always kept strangers away suddenly wants to get close to someone, Zhuo Qiu is really not very used to it.

But the young master was close to Little Pudding, so he was very happy in his heart.

Little Pudding is cute and pitiful, looking at it makes people have a protective desire, wanting to protect this little guy in his arms, so as not to let him suffer and get hurt again.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qiu went out diligently to buy the things the young master ordered.

……

During the afternoon meal.

Han Qianxiao woke up from her sleep at the right time, obviously she had slept for three days and three nights before waking up, and fell asleep again in the clear voice of Han Mo Chen reading the story.

She forgot when she fell asleep, and she didn't remember which passage Han Mochen read.

Anyway, she finally lost consciousness and fell asleep wrapped in a warm warmth. She hadn't slept so defenselessly and beautifully for a long time.

Even when she was in the orphanage before, she was always worrying about some miscellaneous things, often thinking about how to meet Master Chen.

Now that they are all living in Han's house, they naturally don't have much trouble.

Just ...

For a while, there were still some discomforts.

Because, did Han Mochen treat her a little too kindly?
"Xiaoxiao, open your mouth." The boy's faint voice sounded.

Han Qianxiao obediently obeyed the other party's orders and made a move subconsciously.

There was silence at the dining table, and everyone was watching the boy holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and was about to feed the little guy sitting in the baby chair beside him.

Han Qianxiao filled her mouth with a mouthful of porridge, and the young man said, "Towel."

"Master, here it is." The maid serving the meal took out the hot towel directly from the disinfection cabinet.

The young man didn't even look at it, he took it with his hand and then went to wipe Han Qianxiao's mouth.

The small mouth covered with rice soup instantly became clean again.

Fang Ci had probably gotten used to Han Mochen's "baby daddy state" and ate his meals in a leisurely manner.

But Mr. Han and Mrs. Han froze on the spot, the chopsticks in their hands had not dropped for a long time, and their eyes were fixed on their grandson feeding Han Qianxiao.

After Han Qianxiao swallowed a mouthful, the next mouthful came again.

Han Mochen fed very slowly, fearing that the other party would choke, and every spoonful was very appropriate.

He was very serious about feeding, his eyes only fell on Han Qianxiao's little babbling mouth.

"Grandpa, grandma, if you don't eat, the food will be cold." Han Mochen always knew that Mr. Han and Mrs. Han were staring at him, so he said flatly.

"Ah, eat, eat." Old Master Han came back to his senses, picked some food and put it in his mouth, but his eyes still did not move away.

Old Madam Han also said: "Chen'er, let the servants feed the little pudding, you haven't even eaten yet."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Han Mochen didn't let the servant interfere, and continued to feed Han Qianxiao on his own.

The sharp black eyebrows became much more relaxed, and the cold face also had a hint of softness and...

enjoy?

Did Han Qianxiao actually see the enjoyment in the other party's eyes?
So, young master Chen feeds himself, is he enjoying himself?Does he like feeding himself so much?

Or... Young Master Chen has always been used to being alone, but suddenly he came across something interesting, so he couldn't put it down?

And she is that fun thing.

Han Qianxiao was sure in her heart: Master Chen must have taken feeding her as a hobby.

But even so, Han Qianxiao was still happy for a long time.

No matter what the other party's thoughts are, at least at this moment, she is being pampered and she is very happy.

(End of this chapter)