Zhao Youlin was rushing to send Joy to kindergarten early this morning, so she had not opened the lid to see what was in the food jar. She did not expect such a misunderstanding to happen.
At that moment, Zhao Youlin really wanted to dig a spot and bury herself. She did not dare to raise her head and snorted. "I don't know if you prefer sweet or salty food, so I asked the cook to make whatever she wants. If you really don't want to eat this, then forget it. I'll go downstairs and buy you another one later."
Right after Zhao Youlin finished speaking, she heard the person next to her reply, "Feed me."
"Huh?" Zhao Youlin suddenly raised her head and looked at Mu Tingfeng in surprise.
Actually, Mu Tingfeng did not really like sweet food. It was just that he was tired after having a high fever as it had cost him too much energy. He had not eaten anything this morning, so he was already hungry.
