"Honey, I want another bowl," Dang Kuang said.
"There's none left." Mi Tian gave Dang Kuang a sideways glance.
Her face full of disdain.
Aren't you a bit too old to still be drinking so much?
Aren't you too old to still be shameless?
Dang Kuang: "..."
Ignoring Dang Yang and Dang Kuang, Mi Tian smiled and said to Dang Feng, "Ah Feng, why aren't you drinking? Hurry up and drink."
Dang Feng: "..."
He felt it wasn't appropriate to drink this soup right now. After all, he was a young and energetic man... and now alone in a room with Qin Ye... if anything were to happen...
Things would get troublesome.
"Mom, I don't like it. I don't like the taste," Dang Feng said.
Qin Ye gave Dang Feng a half-smiling look.
Mi Tian smiled, "The taste is great. With all the wedding and work stuff lately, you must be tired. Drink up, there's more in the pot, and I'll get you another bowl."
Dang Yang: "..."
Dang Kuang: "..."
They don't have any when they drink?
But there's more for Dang Feng?
