All four of them ate well.
Yu Wan stood in front of the window and retracted her gaze from the four of them. She turned around with a smile. Yan Jiuchao was fighting with his pills. He had not liked to drink medicine recently. Yu Wan thought of a way to boil the soup into a pill and swallow it with water.
He had to take twenty pills at once in the morning and evening. The pills were only the size of a grain of rice. Ordinary people would swallow them in one bite, but Yan Jiuchao wanted to swallow them one by one.
Yu Wan looked at his serious and clumsy appearance and couldn't help but hold her forehead.
Are you a child? Children are better at taking pills than you…
It was not easy for him to swallow all twenty of them. Yan Jiuchao's stomach was also full from the water. He lowered his head, lifted his shirt, and looked at his small round stomach bitterly.
So they were biological father and son, right?
