"What's up with Fei'er? Speaking so bluntly. It's like..."
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he showed a knowing smile, "This girl couldn't possibly be jealous, could she?"
Of course, Ning Fan wouldn't be foolish enough to ask directly. Instead, he picked up a piece of leftover vegetable and offered it to Ma Fei'er's mouth, "Take a bite, and you'll know."
Looking at Ning Fan's sincere face, Ma Fei'er couldn't bear to refuse and shyly parted her lips.
As soon as it entered her mouth, the astringent salty taste made Ma Fei'er's brows knit together, and she immediately spat it out,
"Wow... why does it taste so bad!"
Ning Fan smiled wryly, "Now you know."
"You didn't want us to find out, so you finished it yourself."
Ma Fei'er understood, and she understood a deeper meaning.
Ning Fan did this entirely to prevent Baby Hai from feeling sad.
Just then, Baby Hai came back with water, "It's a bit hot, be careful not to burn your mouth."
