Open your mouth, take a bite of that meatball. Feng Jinglei quickly ate a piece of fish tofu herself, savoring it with great delight. It was so warm and delicious!
"Isn't it tasty?" Even though it was just something ordinary, perhaps knowing it was Qin Feimo's first time trying it, she was a bit eager for his opinion and wondered if he liked it.
Since he was here to accompany her, if he didn't enjoy it, she didn't want him to force himself to eat just to keep her company.
She lifted her gaze and noticed the cautiousness and anticipation in his eyes.
"Yes."
She suddenly smiled, "It's delicious, right?"
"The taste is okay, but it seems to lack nutrition." Remembering the last time she fainted from anemia, he naturally hoped she would eat more nutritious food.
His tone was neither cold nor warm, but meeting his deep black eyes, Feng Jinglei felt his care.
