Discovering that steamed fish could be fed to Nuanbao, he had already had lunch, so he would at most just taste it and not eat much.
Worried that the steamed fish would get cold and give Nuanbao an upset stomach, Ye Muyu couldn't help but glance at Chu Heng.
Chu Heng, seeing her look over, raised his innocent eyes, looking weak, with a reassuring smile in his eyes, reached out to her: "I'll do it myself, you go feed Nuanbao."
Originally, Ye Muyu had this intention.
But thinking of his bandaged wound soaked with blood and his pale complexion, she felt a bit reluctant to let him do so, especially considering his serious injury.
Letting him eat by himself would make her feel uneasy.
Ye Muyu sighed lightly, coaxed Nuanbao, and then called Chun Xing in to feed Nuanbao some steamed fish.
A fleeting look of pleasure flashed in Chu Heng's eyes, disappearing without a trace.
While feeding him, Ye Muyu explained the recent matters at the residence.
