Luo Xiaoqian smiled and took out a spoon and chopsticks, then took a wet tissue to carefully wipe his hands, from the palms to between the fingers, cleaning each finger meticulously. Her actions were almost identical to how he cared for her.
"I'll do it myself!" Leng Zimo instinctively wanted to pull his fingers back from hers. To him, taking care of her was natural, but being cared for by her, he was still a little unaccustomed.
Luo Xiaoqian held his fingers without relaxing, "Be good, don't move!"
He had done so much for her, this time, she wanted to pamper him properly.
Only after wiping each of his fingers clean did Luo Xiaoqian release his hand, then she took the chopsticks, held up the lunchbox, and brought the fried egg to his mouth, "Honey, open your mouth!"
Looking into her clear black and white eyes, Leng Zimo saw her emotions and did not refuse any longer. He simply opened his mouth and bit into the egg she had fried, one mouthful at a time following her chopsticks.
