Pei Xiaomo was afraid that Qin Zihan would be in a hurry by himself, so she went to his sofa to help.

"Hold your daughter, and I'll feed her." Pei Xiaomo put a napkin around her neck.

Qin Zihan held his daughter tightly in his arms, and her daughter's eyes were fixed on the bowl in Pei Xiaomo's hand without blinking.

Seeing the delicious food, the little guy immediately licked his little mouth.

"Baby, are you hungry?" Pei Xiaomo couldn't help laughing at her daughter's little movements, "Don't panic, mom will feed you."

Hearing Pei Xiaomo's gentle voice, Qin Zihan shifted his gaze from his daughter's face to hers.

Now they are very close.

Qin Zihan doesn't like the opposite sex getting too close to him, but he doesn't dislike Pei Xiaomo being so close to him.

"Zihan, help me get a tissue." Pei Xiaomo said to Qin Zihan seeing that her daughter's mouth was covered with a little soup.

Qin Zihan immediately took out a tissue.

When Qin Zihan handed the tissue to Pei Xiaomo, he noticed the soup on the corner of his daughter's mouth, so he planned to wipe it for her himself.

Pei Xiaomo didn't care and grabbed his hand.

The two immediately looked at each other, and then Pei Xiaomo quickly withdrew her hand.

"You wipe the child!" Pei Xiaomo blushed.

Qin Zihan's heartbeat also accelerated.

This strange feeling was the first time it was so clear.

He wiped his daughter's mouth clean and saw that the noodles in the bowl were all gone.

"My daughter has a good appetite. She may not be full yet." Qin Zihan said, taking fruit from the fruit plate to feed his daughter.

"Let your daughter rest for a while before eating! If you eat too much, you will accumulate food and get sick." Pei Xiaomo walked to her seat and sat down.

"Then give her some water?" Qin Zihan asked.

"Yes." Pei Xiaomo handed Qin Zihan her daughter's thermos.

About half an hour later, dinner was served.

The waiter brought over the children's dining chair and asked if they needed it.

Pei Xiaomo said to Qin Zihan: "It's better to put my daughter in the dining chair! Just play with toys for her. Otherwise, it will be very inconvenient for you to eat."

Qin Zihan: "Then try it! If she doesn't want to sit in the dining chair, I'll hug her."

"She also sits on the dining chair at home." Pei Xiaomo got up and carried her daughter from Qin Zihan's arms.

Today, Qin Zihan hugged his daughter for a long time, causing her daughter to smell of Qin Zihan in addition to the smell of milk.

After putting her daughter in the dining chair, Pei Xiaomo brought her a new toy.

Xiao Guoli is full and has a new toy. He is very happy playing alone in the dining chair.

"Look, she's very happy playing alone." After Pei Xiaomo finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks, "Let's eat too! I guess it will be almost six o'clock when we get home after eating. I don't know if my mother has packed it yet."

"Pack dinner for your mother and take it home!" Qin Zihan said.

"This restaurant is too slow to deliver meals, and the portions are very small. Just go to a fast food restaurant and bring some to my mother later." Pei Xiaomo paid attention to the time, and the dinner took more than an hour to arrive on the table. .

"I'll have someone bring dinner to your mother." Qin Zihan said, took out his phone and called to make arrangements.

"There's no need to be so troublesome. In fact, there is food at home." Pei Xiaomo felt that it was too troublesome.

"Your mother has to pack her luggage, so she definitely won't be able to cook properly. I'll arrange it, so don't worry about it." Qin Zihan knew that she was afraid of bothering him, but this kind of trivial matter didn't bother him at all. JrNovels.com