Chapter 648 I Will Feed You when You Are Old

"Breakfast is here." Xiaobao, who came in later, raised the packing box in his hand.

After unpacking, Xiaobao put breakfast on the coffee table in the ward, a bowl of meat porridge and a few rice cakes.

Because it is a top-end high-end ward, it has all the household facilities.

A bodyguard walked in from the door and said in English, "This breakfast is too simple. BOSS has a dedicated chef to prepare the meal."

After clapping their hands, a chef appeared at the door pushing a sumptuous dining cart.

The dining car has fruit platters, Italian pasta, French pastries, exquisite porridge, coffee, milk...

Looking at the portion, it was obviously enough for three people.

Yan Shiting asked Cheng Yingxuan and Xiaobao, "Do you want to eat more?"

"No, I'm full from eating outside." Xiaobao shook his head, "If I had known that your breakfast was so rich, my mother and I wouldn't have taken out takeout for you."

"What about you?" He looked at Cheng Yingxuan, and she said, "I'm full too."

Yan Shiting waved his hand and the dining cart was pushed away.

Xiaobao was suspicious, "Uncle Yan, you haven't had breakfast yet."

Yan Shiting reached out and pulled the coffee table closer, "Just eat what you and your mother packed back."

"But it's too simple..."

"Nothing can compare to the care of you and your mother." He glanced at Cheng Yingxuan and said, "Feed me."

She glanced at his hand and said, "Your hand is broken, you can't eat it by yourself?"

"I'm hurt." He glanced down at his abdomen.

"Ask your men to feed you, I believe they will be happy to help." She was not interested in talking to him.

"Of...course! (Of course)" the bodyguard responded respectfully from the side.

"I want you to feed me." Yan Shiting's sharp eyes locked on her beautiful face. This dead woman, he gave her a chance to get close to her, and why did he push her out?

"Okay. Don't rape my mother." Cheng Xiaobao walked to the coffee table, picked up a piece of rice cake and handed it to Yan Shiting.

The little guy was tall among his peers, but when Yan Shiting sat on the hospital bed, he even tapped his feet and the rice cake he raised couldn't reach his lips.

Yan Shiting's eyes fell on the little guy's clean and handsome face, staring at his movement of holding the pastry, and an inexplicable emotion filled his chest.

"Uncle Yan, you have to lower your head to eat." Xiao Baonen's voice was a bit annoyed, "I'm still not tall enough. Now..." He simply climbed onto the hospital bed with his hands on the edge of the bed.

The bodyguard wanted to stop his movement, but gave up after receiving Yan Shiting's warning look.

The little guy was half-squatting on the hospital bed, holding the cake in his hand to Yan Shiting's lips, "Uncle Yan, don't you like rice cakes?"

"It's okay." In fact, he doesn't like it. He has severe mysophobia and usually uses personal utensils for meals.

If Xiaobao breaks pastries with his hands like this, he must usually think that they are too dirty to take a bite.

It’s also impossible to eat breakfast from a street stall.

Inexplicably, he just didn't want to disappoint Xiaobao.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

Xiaobao continued to feed him, and he said, "I'll do it."

"It's okay, I'll feed you little by little." Cheng Xiaobao showed a bright smile, "If you marry my Xuanxuan, when you become old and unable to walk or move, I can also feed you."

Seeing the little guy's bright smile and listening to his childish voice, his tone was so sincere.

A strong feeling spread from Yan Shiting's chest.