When An Jing finished rolling it up, her husband had just finished eating. An Jing immediately handed over the rolled egg pancake with a smile and said, "Husband, for you."
Xiao Changyi saw An Jing put down the half-eaten egg pancake and pick up another one to roll, and he knew his wife must have rolled it for him. However, when the food was actually presented to him, he still felt exceptionally happy.
But, no matter how happy he felt inside, his face showed very little of it.
"Does it taste good?" An Jing asked him after he took a bite.
"Mm," he replied softly, his cold eyes watching her and gradually warming up, becoming incredibly gentle.
An Jing was very pleased that her husband only showed such tenderness to her.
"Mommy, Star is full, but Star still wants to eat some meat," Su Yixing suddenly said.
"You're full and still eating? Aren't you afraid your tummy will get bloated?" An Jing asked playfully.