Chapter 400 - Her Snot (2/2)

When it was lunch time, s.h.i.+ Yuting did not intend to leave at all.

He seemed to be completely at ease here. He did not feel like he was at the presidential villa, but instead… he was at his wife’s family home!

Although Zuo Yi seemed to seriously dislike him on the surface, deep inside, he was actually rather pleased and satisfied with this grandson-in-law!

After all, in the entire Country C, apart from Gu Yansheng whom he really admired, s.h.i.+ Yuting was probably the only other person that could ever be worthy of his own granddaughter!

At this time, the housekeeper had already made some porridge for Zuo Weiyi. s.h.i.+ Yuting brought the porridge up to the third floor without even eating lunch.

Zuo Weiyi felt very tired and exhausted, as though she did not have any energy at all as she lay in bed.

She raised her head to look up when she heard the sound of footsteps and saw s.h.i.+ Yuting walking over to her with a bowl of large porridge in his hands.

Upon arriving at the huge princess bed, s.h.i.+ Yuting put the bowl of porridge down before he turned around and raised his hand to check the temperature on her forehead. When he could not really feel the temperature on her forehead, he lowered his face as he pressed his handsome face against her cheek.

“You are still a little warm.”

Zuo Weiyi allowed him to do as he pleased, and her heart felt warm.

“Eat this.” s.h.i.+ Yuting picked up the bowl of porridge before he lifted the spoon to feed the porridge to Zuo Weiyi.

When Zuo Weiyi looked at the spoonful of porridge that he was feeding her, she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her as she asked, “Have you eaten yet?”

“I am going to feed you first.”

Zuo Weiyi paused for a moment. However, he interrupted her before she could say anything, “Be good. Open your mouth.”

Zuo Weiyi could not resist his thoughtful behavior and opened her mouth obediently. After he put the spoonful of porridge into her mouth, she chewed twice before she let the porridge slide down her throat directly.

“It is too much. It is such a waste.”

Zuo Weiyi looked at the bowl of porridge in his hand. It was not the usual bowl that she usually ate her meals with. This was a very big bowl that was usually used for soups.