Mo Chen's handsome face suddenly drew close, staring into her clear eyes, "Little Ghost, now your heart only has room for the child, and not me."
"..."
She was slightly startled, looking at the handsome face that was only inches away.
What was this damn man talking about? Was he jealous of his own child?
"Mo Chen brother, are you being jealous of your own child over attention?"
The man slightly furrowed his brows, "Not really."
"How not?"
"Hurry up and eat, I'll deal with you after."
The man sat up straight, supervising her eating. Despite his stern tone, his eyes were filled with indulgence.
Qiao Ruoxin made a face, then continued to obediently eat her meal. Her appetite had increased lately, becoming hungry if she didn't eat for a while.
...
After dinner, Mo Chen accompanied her for a walk in the estate.