Hearing Duanmu Shi's laughter, Jun Wu Xie's good-looking peach blossom eyes flashed, turning his eyes to look at Duanmu Shi and currying favor, "Cousin Shi'er won't be as stingy as that brat and won't spare this bit of rice!"

Duanmu Shi sniffed and immediately put away his smile, and said in a serious manner, "Of course I can't give it up, but this is what Ah Xue made for me and the babies to eat."

The pleasing smile on Jun Wu Xie's face choked at the words, then he frowned and ...