Sweet?

The soft white sugar quickly melted into the White porridge.

It emitted an alluring fragrance.

Lei Xiao stirred the congee with a porcelain spoon, letting it cool down as soon as possible.

Lin Hanxing looked at him. His fair collarbones were sunken. Compared to her, mother Lei's home clothes were a little too big.

"You feed me."

Lin Hanxing used the tip of his foot to kick Lei Xiao's calf.

The corners of her lips curled up, and her porcelain-white face was filled with a mischievous smile.

Even though he knew that she had him in the palm of her hand, he was still willing to endure it.

He brought the spoon to Lin Hanxing's lips, his strong and tall figure was like a shadow, enveloping her tightly.

Lin Hanxing tasted it and looked at Lei Xiao.

"What ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her neck was already clasped by a slender wrist.

The next second, soft lips pressed against his.

He leaned over and she looked up.