"Lu!" Xia Ningxing, knowing he was concerned about her, couldn't help but glare at him.
Lu Tingli, eyes on his nose, nose on his heart, picked out a piece of crispy bone for her, "Eat up!"
At this moment, the old master also spoke, "Ningxing, you should eat your fill first, then worry about the child."
"Exactly, if this woman doesn't eat enough, where will the milk come from later, right!" Nanny Wu echoed immediately.
"Indeed." Xia Ningxing replied with a smile, and to ensure the little guy could drink more milk, she ate her fill.
"All done eating?" Lu Tingli asked with concern once she put down her chopsticks.
"Yes." Xia Ningxing answered, while taking the milk bottle from the little one's hand, "Good boy, let's not drink this, let's go for something tastier!"
She winked at him, full of implication.
The little one seemed to know what she meant, and immediately grinned with joy.
Back in the room, Xia Ningxing provided the little one with his sustenance.