Eh, Xiang Yi didn’t seem to like his uncle’s son either?
“Lulu, why are you still playing with your phone? Hurry up and pour some tea for Nuannuan and your Big Brother Xiang!”Seeing his daughter playing with her phone by the side, Feng Shunqing’s face couldn’t help but relax as he looked at his daughter and said.
After hearing her father’s words, Feng Lulu raised her head. Her expression was a little bad, but she still stood up and walked unwillingly towards the kitchen.
Although her father was disabled, his dignity was still there. This was something that she had always been afraid of.
Not long after, Feng Lulu walked out with two cups of tea. One Cup was placed in front of Xiang Yi, and the other was about to be placed in front of Shi Nuannuan.
However, unlike Xiang Yi’s Cup, she did not put it down directly. Instead, she held it up and looked at Shi nuannuan, “Here’s your tea.”
