Since she couldn't hold him or kiss him, watching his video was the next best thing.
After Huo Siyuan left, she quickly drank the chicken soup.
Sister Zhou's cooking was excellent; the chicken soup was rich, sweet, and not oily.
She didn't eat the meat, just picked out the herbs and drank it all...
It was only a few minutes before Huo Siyuan returned, pushed open the door, and came in.
He held a phone in his hand...
Li Jiaqi smiled and showed the bottom of the bowl, "I finished it..."
Actually, she had dumped all the meat residue into the trash can without a trace.
Huo Siyuan glanced at the trash can, whose lid was left open, shook his head helplessly, and sat in front of her, handing over the phone.
She grabbed it directly, her trembling fingers swiping the screen.
That tender little figure appeared in her sight.
