C685 Pretending to Kiss

"Yueyue …" His hands trembled as he reached for the lunchboxes that she had delivered — they were all food she had cooked herself, and there was still a trace of warmth, as if … The temperature of happiness.

Unfortunately, he could not eat anything and could only rely on feeding the nutrient solution to sustain himself. Yueyue, I'm sorry. Daddy is going to waste your good intentions.

"Cough