"You finally woke up." Dong Wenxiu looked at Yang Ruxin coming out, finally breathing a sigh of relief, "Otherwise, the three beans would be starving."
Following Dong Wenxiu's words, the three beans timely showed their aggrieved expressions, puckering their small lips with tears swirling in their eyes, ready to spill out any moment.
"Don't feel aggrieved, mom's here." Yang Ruxin hurriedly moved her little hands and then picked up Lun Dou, "This time we start with Little Lun Dou."
The other two immediately stopped feeling aggrieved, blinking their big eyes, because now feeding was done in turns, so no one would have any complaints.
Yang Ruxin knew Gu Qingheng wouldn't stay home long, at most a month before returning to Beijing. So, these days during the day she thought of ways to make all kinds of delicious food, and at night she thought of ways to fulfill all of this man's requests.
