Yingying

Ye Zhihe sat on the seat and ate bread, and asked Lin Shen, "Have you had breakfast?"

Lin Shen nodded, "There is an aunt who cooks at home."

With food stuffed in his mouth, Ye Zhihe murmured "um, um" twice, then inserted a straw into the milk carton and concentrated on eating.

"Can you be full with just these?" Lin Shen asked.