When Lu Fenying came in, Mo Qinger was holding a small mouthful of white rice porridge and drinking it. He looked up and saw him coming in from the door, and he stood up quickly: “Prince, why did you come here so early.”
Lu Fangying sat down and looked at the food on the table: “How can I eat these things?”
Can children in this belly have nourishment?
“The doctor ordered only to eat these.” Mo Qinger sat down and answered softly.
Her voice was very low, with a hint of grudge.
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