"Xiaoxi, for you!"
Mu Keren held half a watermelon in her hands, using a small spoon to scoop out pieces.
After eating a piece herself, she didn't forget to pass a piece to the young man beside her.
The harmonious scene between the two directly hit Huang Qingtian's eyes, who had hurried back home from the hospital.
For a moment, Huang Qingtian felt like a patch of green had appeared over his head.
But with a gloomy face, Huang Qingtian didn't seem affected by the intimate interaction on the sofa.
The young man, after eating the watermelon Mu Keren had scooped for him, affectionately rubbed the top of Mu Keren's head and praised, "This watermelon is really sweet!"
Mu Keren, with a hint of pride, showed two sweet dimples to the young man, saying, "Of course, anything I scoop is bound to be sweet!"
The scene truly made Huang Qingtian almost erupt in anger.
Whenever Huang Qingtian was at home, he personally scooped watermelon for Mu Keren every single time.
