Tang Buhua sat in the living room, holding the pillow on the sand, and the corners of his lips were still rising up involuntarily, unable to help but laugh.

She and Murong Jinyan...

Is this considered...has it officially lived together?

It's still the kind that is recognized by parents.

Tang Buhua glanced at his tightly wrapped arm and sighed lightly. This injury... was worth the injury!

"The fried rice noodles you want are just fried and it's a little hot. Put them here to cool them before eating. I'll help you clean up the room and you'll sleep there later."

That’s right, Murong Jinyan is such a person who knows everything.

Although he is a very powerful man and is also called the prince, he is definitely not like those young men who can do nothing. He is not inferior to girls in cleaning the room and doing housework.

so……

Tang Buhua used his still-moving arm to support his cheek and looked in the direction of Murong Jinyan. It was really not his turn to be such an excellent man, he was good everywhere, right?

However... it is really enough to be able to get close to him like this, and it is really worth being taken care of by him like this.

Murong Jinyan came out of the guest room and glanced at Tang Buhua: "Why don't you eat it? It's enough to be cold after a while. If you don't eat it, it's going to be cold."

"Oh! Yes!" Tang Buhua nodded quickly.

Murong Jinyan returned to his own room and came out after a while.

When Murong Jinyan came out of his room, he happened to see Tang Buhuai sitting on the ground, holding chopsticks in his left hand, eating very clumsyly.

She held the chopsticks in her left hand, tried hard to clamp the food tightly, and raised it with her face, and took it with her mouth. Naturally, she got a lot of sauce on her face.

Murong Jinyan walked over, took two napkins and wiped her little face.

"Um..." Tang Buhua subconsciously closed his eyes, then opened them, looking at Murong Jinyan and smiled embarrassedly, "I can't do it."

Murong Jinyan put the things in his hand aside, walked over, held the bowl, and held the chopsticks in the other hand, and pinched the chopsticks in the most standard posture, picked up a mouthful of pho and handed them to Tang Buhuai's lips.

"Ah..." Tang Buhua opened his mouth and ate the food that Murong Jinyan fed her. Then he saw Murong Jinyan picking up the second chopsticks and chewing it quickly.

Seeing Tang Buhuai's little mouth chewing constantly, and his big watery eyes raised and looked at him, Murong Jinyan suddenly understood for a moment... Why do those pets like to feed their little pets so much.&1t;>

"Ah!" Tang Buhuai swallowed the first mouthful and opened his mouth again.

Murong Jinyan stuffed the thing in, "You can't move your right hand recently,"

Actually... she wanted to say that just give her a spoon and a fork, but Tang Buhua said nothing.

Don't want to say it!!

I'm stupid after saying it!

Of course, Murong Jinyan needs to feed her!

After almost half a bowl, Tang Buhua shook his hand and signaled himself: "I'm full."

Murong Jinyan nodded, picked up the plate and walked towards the kitchen.

"Brother Jinyan, what did you just take?" Tang Buhua went to search through the things he just got curiously.

"Oh...it's a game console. Don't you like to play? I'm afraid you'll be bored..."
Chapter completed!