Zheng Haoyu quietly looked at Su Nian, his memory surfacing the image of a young girl whose smile was as bright as sunshine. "Ayu, I will make you some porridge to drink later. You just lie down and don't move."
Su Nian waved her hand in front of Zheng Haoyu's face, "Zheng Haoyu, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Haoyu unexpectedly zoned out in front of Su Nian. A suspicious blush emerged on his cheeks, "Nothing, you can sit down now."
Su Nian went back to sit on the sofa, seeing Zheng Haoyu still staring at her blankly, she couldn't help but touch her own face, asking with doubt, "Is there something on my face?"
Zheng Haoyu came back to his senses, and picked up the egg Su Nian had put on the plate, "Hmm, there is."
Hearing this, Su Nian wondered if she dirtied her face in the lounge, "Ah, what is it?"
"Why don't you look at it yourself?" Mr. Zheng kept his head down, focusing on his egg as if it was a delicacy.
Su Nian cast a skeptical glance at Zheng Haoyu, "Really?"