After saying this, the woman who was originally weakly leaning in his arms now looked at him with sparkling eyes, full of anticipation.
Nie Mingfeng's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if all the flowers in the world bloomed before him at that moment.
Feeling delighted, he, who had never made porridge before, patted his chest and said, "I'll go make the best porridge in the world for you right now..."
Su Ling gave a weak smile, her expression soft: "Okay!"
Hell!
How long has it been since this woman smiled at him like this? And she wants to drink the porridge he makes.
Nie Mingfeng was so elated that he almost floated as he walked.
However, as he floated away, the smile on Su Ling's face collapsed, and then she stared intensely at the middle-aged noblewoman on the TV screen for a long, long time...
Not seeing her child is one thing, but not seeing the princess is not acceptable!
