Delivered to her mouth.

"This one is not hot, you can eat it."

He said.

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and wrapped the sweet potato meat he handed over.

“Is it delicious?”

He asked, with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing's cheeks were bulging and nodded repeatedly.

He let out a pleasant laugh, turned his head, then pinched, and then blew.

He pinched and fed all of a sweet potato that weighed more than half a pound into her mouth.

"Scented and soft, sweet, so delicious!"

She licked the corner of her mouth, looking endless aftertaste.

He smiled, then took out the other one in the soil and peeled it up.

The sound of tearing and pulling is extremely rhythmic.

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and leaned over: "I want to peel it too!"

He said, "Hot."

"Then why aren't you afraid?" she asked.

"I'm thick-skinned and thick-skinned," he said.

She chuckled and slapped his shoulder.

"Do you think you are a thousand-year-old pig's skin?"

She quipped, taking the sweet potato from him.

After a period of cooling, the temperature of the surface is still a bit hot.

However, it is already within a bearable range.

She was thinking that the one he just peeled must be hotter.

As he was like him, she peeled off the skin of the sweet potato in a few seconds.

Then, pinched a piece of fragrant sweet potato meat and handed it to his mouth.

"Open your mouth!"

She said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"I'm not hungry, Qing'er, you can eat by yourself." He said.

"My stomach is bursting, hurry up, open your mouth, ah..."

His face turned red and his head was slightly to the side.

I'm really not used to being fed.

"Why is this student so disobedient? Are you deliberately trying to make the teacher's arm sore?"

She deliberately pulled her face down and asked.

Luo Fengtang laughed silently.

He opened his mouth and caught the sweet potato meat she fed.
Chapter completed!