C291 Emotive Token

Lu Chen then served another bowl of millet porridge to Fu Jie.

However, Fu Jie refused to move the spoon and could only sigh as he stared at the bowl of steaming hot food.

Lu Chen read for a long time before he understood the meaning behind Fu Jie's silence. Thus, he quickly sat down, scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blew on it with his mouth and brought it to Fu Jie's mouth