Qi Xiangyang's spoon pointed at the diced carrots inside, the little mint pursed his mouth, and gritted his teeth reluctantly, "Fu radish......"

"Huh?"

"Carrots!" The standard pronunciation of a child's voice.

"That's good!" Qi Xiangyang pretended not to see the little guy's unhappy little face, gently scooped a mouthful of porridge to blow it cold, and then sent it to her mouth.

Peppermint opened his mouth and swallowed it all, chewing happily, his big eyes were shining, his whole little face was trying to express his joy, his little hands clapped twice, and he gave a thumbs up, "Great!" ”

smiling, where do you remember what you were "coerced" just now.

"......" Su Liang watched him eat the little girl to death three or two times, sat stiffly on the chair, his eyes widened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Daddy, I want Doudou!"

"Huh?"

"I mean corn, sweet corn ......"

"Daddy, I want carrots ......"

"Meat, fragrant meat......"

“……”

After feeding a few bites, the little mint couldn't wait, the little hand held his rice bowl, looked at Qi Xiangyang with a blank eye, and pursed his lips in a tender voice, "Daddy, the mint wants to eat it yourself." ”

"Okay, be careful!" Qi Xiangyang generously put the bowl in front of her, Su Liang came back to his senses and was about to stop it, but he didn't say anything to Qi Xiangyang's deep eyes.

watched him put the porridge bowl in front of his daughter, then tied the napkin for her and raised her children's chair, "There is only one chance, you can't burn yourself, do you hear?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The little guy nodded like pounding garlic, grabbed the spoon, and took a mouthful of it anxiously, and learned to blow it in style.

Before he blew it a few times, he sent it to his mouth in a hurry, and immediately grinned with hot teeth.

"Mint ......" Su Liang saw that his daughter was burned, and was anxious to take over the rice bowl, but was stopped by his eyes.

Let her calm down.

“……”

Su Liang looked at the little milk baby, who was only more than a year old, where he stumbled to feed himself, or hot porridge, and his hands were clenched.

But unexpectedly, except for the first bite, the mint didn't let itself burn again.

Blow carefully and then send it to your mouth.

The movements are as standard and smooth as an assembly line, and even the grains of rice do not fall on the table.

"Don't underestimate her, Mint is smarter than you think, like me." Qi Xiangyang glanced at the little guy on the road, then glanced at the dumbfounded Su Liang, and spit out arrogantly.

Pick up the cutlery with confidence, cut the steak elegantly, and then fork a small piece and bring it to your mouth to taste.

"......" Su Liang glanced at him and choked.

Is he praising his daughter or himself?

But it seems that his daughter really listens to him, is it really that the little fox met the big fox and was taken in?

Seeing her daughter eating happily, Su Liang also felt that she was hungry, so she picked up her knife and fork and began to eat.

"Daddy, I'm going to drink that too!"

After a while, the little mint who swept a bowl of rice supported his little belly, pointed to the red wine glass in Qi Xiangyang's hand, and snorted his mouth.

Both large, black grape-like eyes were glowing.

"Mint is too young to drink." As soon as Su Liang saw him pick up the wine glass, he immediately spoke nervously.

Qi Xiangyang just glanced at her, and handed the cup to his daughter's mouth without saying a word, making her take a sip happily.