Chapter 287 He is Not Trash 1_1

Bai Xue treated Su Yafu with such warmth, a treatment which his father, Su Yan, never received.

No one served him the porridge, he had to fend for himself.

It was a rule in the Su family not to talk during meal times, so the sounds of sipping porridge and eating vegetables filled the silence.

The little guy finished a bowl.

"Want some more?" Bai Xue immediately put down her chopsticks, and asked softly.

"Yes." His words were always simple.

"If mommy helps you, shouldn't you smile at mommy? Kiss mommy?" Bai Xue looked at her son expectantly.

Su Yafu's mouth twitched a little, it could be considered a smile. Then he leaned forward and kissed Bai Xue's cheek.

He didn't have the coquettish feeling of a child at all. Instead, it was like a programmed action by a robot — the standard posture, yet lacking emotion.

But Bai Xue was already very satisfied.