The porridge was finally ready. Xu Qinghuan poured two bowls and walked out, only to find Fu Yan時 wasn't there!,"You can call me Yan Shi at home." He strode forward, his long legs carrying him to Xu Qinghuan's side. "Hand me your hand.",After Fu Yan finished her meal, she gracefully wiped her thin lips. She was still frowning, thinking about it, and there was still half a bowl of porridge left.。