C225 The Market

Huo Nianyan stared at the bowl of egg thin meat porridge. He held the spoon and did not dare to touch it. Huo Motine's voice sounded above his head, "Why not eat it?"

Huo Nianyan looked up and frowned. He looked at Huo Motine from head to toe and finally asked, "Dad, did you eat the wrong medicine today?"

Huo Motine's face darkened, and his words became stern again. "If you don't want to eat it