"Are you unhappy when I mention Song Rong?" Lin Fanyue suddenly turned her head to look at him.

"No, I know you mention him not because you still care about him, but because you haven't forgotten the harm he caused you." Song Qingrui bent over and kissed him on the forehead, "Good boy, don't stay in the kitchen. There's a lot of fumes.

Go and accompany Yueyue."

Lin Fanyue discovered that there was a kind of magic in this man, and it was always easy to be with him.

Although we are all of the same age, she has always been the one being tolerated.

While Song Qingrui was cooking, Lin Fanyue visited his room.

At 12:30 noon, two dishes and one soup were ready. The soup was a seafood soup with fresh shrimps, clams, and mushrooms in it. The dish was a steamed turbot fish and homemade stir-fried vegetables. The vegetables were not a single variety.

There are lotus roots, fungus, guardrails, and carrots.

Lin Fanyue was used to eating chicken, duck and fish these days, so a bowl of seafood soup with spicy and sour taste was immediately appetizing, "This is a bit like Tom Yum soup."

"Well, I learned it from a roommate from country T when I was studying abroad. I changed it a little bit and it is very suitable for Chinese tastes."

Song Qingrui served her a bowl of soup.

Yueyue smelled the fragrance in the cradle. Although she couldn't eat it, it didn't stop her from shouting eagerly.

"Don't worry, you have it too."

Song Qingrui took a baby bowl from the kitchen and filled it with some orange-red rice cereal.

"What is this?" Lin Fanyue was not reassured. Although Yueyue could eat some rice cereal now, she couldn't eat it randomly.

"Don't worry, this is rice cereal that I asked my friend to bring back to me from abroad. It's suitable for her to eat this month. I also added some carrot juice to it."

Song Qingrui put a small bib on Yueyue, then held her and fed her skillfully.

After Yueyue took a bite, she seemed to like it very much. She smiled brightly and would actively open her mouth every time she was fed.

Lin Fanyue felt that she would not be so cooperative when he fed her water.

She looked at this scene and felt a little full.

In the past, when Song Qingrui was not busy, he would often visit Yueyue. He would feed her milk, drink water, and play with her.

But at the beginning they were not dating, but now it was different. He was her boyfriend, and he loved her child as if he were his own daughter. She was very touched, but at the same time a little complicated.

"You should eat first." Song Qingrui reminded.

After Yueyue was full, Song Qingrui did not put her back in the cradle, but held her in her arms while eating.

After the meal, he put the bowl in the dishwasher, and then played with Yueyue for a while, and Yueyue fell asleep in his arms.

After he put Yueyue into the cradle, Lin Fanyue whispered: "You are so good to Yueyue..."

"What's wrong, are you jealous?" Song Qingrui hugged her from behind.

"No, how could I be jealous of my daughter?" Lin Fanyue lowered her eyes, "Yueyue is not your biological daughter..."

"She is my little niece and the child of the woman I love, so it is natural that I also like her."

Song Qingrui turned her body around and looked at her intently with gentle eyes.

Lin Fanyue looked at him for a few seconds, her cheeks feeling unnaturally hot.


Chapter completed!