This man, full of authority and followed by countless others who flatter him, has an unmistakable tenderness in his eyes that makes it hard not to trust him.
Her gaze shifts from Si Wuxie's face to the food on the table.
Faced with the exquisite food on the table, Xiang Anning, a girl, instinctively likes these beautifully styled things.
However, her eyes are fixed on the food, and she does not make a move.
The porridge is steaming hot! It also gives off a rich aroma, and Xiang Anning's stomach growls, betraying the fact that she is indeed hungry.
Si Wuxie's lips curve into a slight smile.
He picks up the spoon and gives Xiang Anning a demonstration.
Scooping a spoonful of rice, he brings it to his lips and blows away the heat. "Rice, it's very fragrant, we can't live without it in our three daily meals! Blow away the heat, and when the porridge is warm, it feels amazing as it goes in!"
He eats a mouthful first, continuing to watch Xiang Anning closely.
