Then, Ye Zhilu buried his head and blew on the milky white chicken soup with butter floating in the bowl, took a big sip, and stepped forward with a small mouth.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Ye Zhilu hummed and chirped to signal Rong He to lean his head.

But he leaned back on the couch for a long time, as if he was watching what he was going to do next.

Seeing this, Ye Zhi's heart was horizontal, and his empty hand passed through the back of Rong He's head and slammed it to the side of his small mouth.

Ye Zhi got his wish and kissed Rong He, but there were too many chicken soup packs in his bulging mouth, and the chicken soup would overflow from the corners of his mouth, and there was no way to deliver it to Rong He's mouth.

Just when Ye knew whether he was thinking about it, Rong He took advantage of the situation to pry open her little mouth.

Ye Zhilu's heart chuckled, and his eyes widened like grapes.

Before the chicken soup in his mouth could be paced, he poured it straight into his throat.

The situation was too urgent, and one accidentally choked on the esophagus, her face changed drastically, and she grabbed Rong You's clothes and pushed him away.

With a snap, the chicken soup in his hand fell on the dark carpet, blurring a circle of water stains.

Ye Zhiwei didn't have time to care so much, so he hurriedly pinned his head to the side and coughed violently.

Rong He slowly patted her back, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a teasing smile.

"It's stupid."

Hearing this, Ye Zhilu was immediately dissatisfied in her heart, she hastily rubbed her small mouth with the back of her hand, raised her head and glared at Rong He angrily.

"You're too embarrassed to laugh at me!"

Rong He looked at Ye Zhilu's puffing appearance, the smile on his face deepened, and even his eyes were full of laughter.

He raised his hand and used his rough fingertips to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of Ye Zhilu's eyes due to coughing, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a beautiful arc.

"I didn't let you feed you that."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiwei was even more angry with himself!

"And what do you want me to feed?"

Rong He calmly explained: "I mean let you take the bowl and send it directly, and you feed it spoon by spoon, when do you have to feed it?" ”

"If you hadn't pried my mouth open just now, I wouldn't have choked!"

Ye Zhilu blew his beard and glared at Rong He's chest, but he grabbed his wrist steadily.

"No, you've got to let me hit it!" Ye Zhilu glared at Rong He angrily.

Rong He smiled and slowly let go of her hand.

Ye Zhi didn't think that even if he hit him with his fist, he would tickle him with an egg hitting a stone.

Rong He looked at Ye Zhilu's puffing appearance, the smile on his face deepened, and even his eyes were full of laughter.

He raised his hand and used his rough fingertips to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of Ye Zhilu's eyes due to coughing, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a beautiful arc.

"I didn't let you feed you that."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiwei was even more angry with himself!

"And what do you want me to feed?"

Rong He calmly explained: "I mean let you take the bowl and send it directly, and you feed it spoon by spoon, when do you have to feed it?" ”

"If you hadn't pried my mouth open just now, I wouldn't have choked!"

Ye Zhilu blew his beard and glared at Rong He's chest, but he grabbed his wrist steadily.

"No, you've got to let me hit it!" Ye Zhilu glared at Rong He angrily.

Rong He smiled and slowly let go of her hand.

Ye Zhi didn't think that even if he hit him with his fist, he would tickle him with an egg hitting a stone.