C968 Her Little Boyfriend

"Aren't you going to eat it yourself?" Zhang Enjing casually asked and ate the warm porridge.

He fed her another side dish, which was specially made beef with sauce. "You eat until you are full first before I can eat it."

"I can eat it myself." Zhang Enjing ate in small mouthfuls. Her earlobes were a little hot.

Jin San pecked her lips and kissed the rice soup on her lips