Lu Mingfei served her the food, he wasn't picky about meals and could eat anything.
But Zhuo Anan, living with the Zhuo Family, probably always had the best.
So, Lu Mingfei gave her the best pieces in her bowl, picking out the fish bones, selecting the fattiest and tender parts.
An An looked at her bowl piled up like a small mountain, "Don't add more, if you do, I won't be able to eat any rice."
Lu Mingfei withdrew his chopsticks, only giving her a glance, "Eat up, eat more."
An An's lips curved up slightly, noticing the preserved mustard greens with pork on the table, she picked a big piece for him, "You eat."
Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, not saying anything, just eating silently.
Aunt Qiao's meals were delicious, and An An, just this afternoon, felt a bit more spirited in the hospital.
Previously due to the issue with the female ghost, she had helped her move on, which had been quite exhausting.
Later on, to sustain the Spirit Poison, she hardly slept for two days.
