C138 Mu ziyao's worry

"Yaoyao, why are you still standing there? Come here quickly and drink the chicken soup of love that I stewed for you." Mu Xiaoxi ran towards his mother and pulled her hand to the side of the chair.

Lin Shumo started to split the soup into two bowls. Due to the injuries on his arm, he was unable to lift his arm up, but the contents of the thermos bottle could not come out.

Seeing that