Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 83: The Young Master... Knows How to Care Now!

She was just about to speak, but then she heard Song Dabai ask, "Mommy, what does cohabitation mean? Is it when Daddy and Mommy sleep together? Is it, is it?"

Song Yinyin was at a loss for words, and her face turned slightly red. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Out of the mouths of babes, out of the mouths of babes...

Not getting an answer from her, the little guy looked expectantly at Lu Jihan. Lu Jihan slightly curled his lips and nodded.

"Great! I can sleep with Mommy and Daddy!"

The little guy had always dreamed of one day being like other kids, sleeping in the same bed with Daddy and Mommy.

Now it’s happening, his wish can finally come true!

Song Yinyin: "..."

Uncle Rong smiled and promptly poured a glass of red wine for Song Yinyin and Lu Jihan each.

Looking at the dishes on the table, they were quite sumptuous—crystal pork knuckle, shrimp and corn, eel with field snails, mussel and tofu soup, steamed hairy crab, stir-fried seasonal vegetables...

"Wow! They look so good and seem so delicious." The little guy happily leaned in and took a deep sniff.

"So fragrant, I can’t wait to eat, Grandpa Butler, I feel like I could eat a whole cow!" Song Dabai said, patting his belly.

Song Yinyin couldn’t help but laugh, "This is called a feast for the senses."

Uncle Rong cheerfully added, "Oh my, receiving praise from young master Dabai is not easy, young master, you should eat more and aim to grow taller than your daddy!"

"Hmm." Song Dabai nodded heavily.

He already had a good appetite and wasn’t picky, and Lu Jihan gave him a lot of food, all of which he ate cleanly.

Song Yinyin noticed the little guy was very happy, so she quietly ate her food with him.

Suddenly, a shrimp appeared in her bowl.

She paused, looking up at the man who had served her the food.

Lu Jihan calmly said, "You’re too thin, you should eat more."

"..." Song Yinyin looked at the bright red and white shrimp in front of her, her heart filled with an inexplicable emotion.

She thought of her mother, the last time someone had served her shrimp was her.

Thinking of her deceased mother, Song Yinyin’s eyes grew slightly moist, and her nose tingled.

She didn’t want Lu Jihan to see her vulnerable side, so she quickly said ’thank you’ and ate the shrimp in her bowl.

Then, she took a few more bites of rice.

Seeing her eating quickly, Lu Jihan served her more food.

Song Yinyin had no choice but to take a few more bites to finish the food in her bowl.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jihan misunderstood, thinking she was enjoying the food, so he served her even more. Before long, her bowl had become a small mountain.

Song Yinyin: "..."

Uncle Rong, seeing this, almost shed tears of joy. "Master, Madam, if you were still alive, you should see this, the young master... he knows how to care now! Truly something to celebrate!"

He discreetly wiped a tear and quickly refilled the wineglasses of Song Yinyin and Lu Jihan.

"Uncle Rong, I can’t drink anymore," Song Yinyin shook her head, having already had three glasses of wine and feeling a bit tipsy.

Uncle Rong happily persuaded, "Just this one glass, let’s celebrate!"

Celebrate?

What’s there to celebrate?

Song Yinyin pouted glumly, thinking she’d drink this one glass and then stop, otherwise, she’d surely pass out at the table.

By the way, what kind of wine did Uncle Rong bring out? Why does it taste so mellow?