"Sister, do you want me to feed you soup?"
Sue's eyes were also curved into crescents as she lifted her chin at the computer desk."Put it there first, drink it after it's cold."
Su Xing obediently put the medicine on the table and then went to his sister.
Su also remembered that when she had just been reborn, Su Xing was still in kindergarten and was not even as tall as a table.
Su Xing heated up a glass of milk for her when she pulled an all-nighter to work on her documents.
He tiptoed and placed the glass on the table. Then, he stretched out his fair and tender index finger and used all his strength to poke at the glass of milk. Su ye could still remember how he pushed the milk in her direction.
During dinner, the table was full of people. The little great-grandson sat in the small carriage for children, and his food was specially prepared by the kitchen.
