C91 Worry

"Why not?" Lyi Qinghan saw that Mo Tingjun was in a daze and reminded him.

Mo Tingjun picked up the chopsticks to eat the noodles and occasionally looked up at Lyi Qinghan. Every time he looked at her, she was looking after Lyi Haoyang. Their eyes never met.

Lyi Haoyang drank the soup in the end and touched his protruding belly contentedly. "Mom, I want to go up and watch some cartoons