Xiaotian quietly closed the door first, not letting anyone in or letting Liuliu hear the sound of Xiaomei crying outside. He thought to himself, he still had to have a good talk with Liuliu, otherwise, Liuliu would think he had Wan Qing in his heart.
"Liuliu? Are you hungry? Have some chicken soup first, then eat?" Xiaotian held a big bowl of chicken soup in one hand and scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup with a wooden spoon in the other hand, blew it cool, and then brought it to Liuliu's lips. He'd better wait until Liuliu is full. Once she's full, she'll feel better, right?
"You're not mad? I slapped your sister in front of you?" Liuliu suddenly asked Xiaotian. She still remembered the last time Xiaotian mistakenly thought that she had burnt his family's ancestral tomb, she slapped Xiaomei. Xiaotian defended his sister, and she threw him aside. Today, she slapped his sister again, why didn't he say anything?