Su Shallow's small face, the expression of tangled, almost to cry out, early know that they do not owe so much, this is good, unexpectedly moved to the stone hit their feet!

It's terrible.

"What's wrong? Can't you ask me to feed you with my own hands?'

With a sigh of helplessness, Su Shanshao picked up the chopsticks in Mulian City's hand, hung up a piece of noodles and put them into his mouth. It was almost like swallowing jujubes. After a sip, before he could taste anything, the noodles were swallowed into his stomach by Su Shan, but the saltiness was felt slowly on the tip of his tongue....