C245 Care

He Chuxue leaned against the headboard, slowly eating the pasta that An Haoxuan cooked.

An Haoxuan looked tenderly at He Chu Xue, who was eating heartily. From time to time, he would wipe her mouth, "Eat slowly, Little Snow."

He Chu Xue couldn't help but glare at An Haoxuan, "I'm already eating very slowly. You make it sound like I'm wolfing it down. "

An Haoxuan couldn't help but laugh, "Yes