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Fu Hanwen saw his wife still looking uneasy, picked up his chopsticks again and grabbed a dumpling to feed her: "You always say that among all things, eating is the most important, right? To worry, you have to first fill your stomach to have the energy to worry."
Being teased like this, Xiao Ruo couldn't help but laugh, biting the dumpling and then forcefully slapping his arm, muttering: "Can't you stop making me worry?"
Fu Hanwen bent his head and kissed her lips, looking innocent: "I don't want you to worry either, but you said I couldn't hide anything from you, I'm in a tough spot."
Xiao Ruo really wanted to bite him, chewing the dumpling in her mouth hard to vent her frustration.
Fu Hanwen chuckled, seeing her swallow the dumpling, he picked up another one and brought it to her mouth.
A big bowl of dumplings soon reached the bottom, almost all into Xiao Ruo's stomach.
