C137 Holding Hands.

Three people, four dishes and one soup.

Soon, they were sent upstairs.

The little guy was very clingy to Muh Qiqi. He opened his mouth and asked her to feed him.

The man's face darkened. "Moh Chenyu, eat it yourself!"

The little guy instantly pouted and had an unhappy expression.

Muh Qiqi, who was sandwiched between the two of them, felt a little awkward