Liu Yumei was surprised to find that her granddaughter seemed to have an easier time eating this time, even presenting a bit of girlish joy.
"Is that even possible?"
Li Zhiyuan smiled and began to eat the remaining dishes on the plate, which were all his.
Thanks to dining with someone who had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, he naturally understood how to interact with people of the same kind.
Qin Li ate quickly, and during the final round, all the dishes on the plate were picked up, the soup was finished in the last gulp, and the rice was also finished just right.
She put down her chopsticks.
Li Zhiyuan took a towel, folded it, and wiped her mouth and hands for her. The towel was large and could be divided into many functional areas.
After finishing the meal, Li Zhiyuan took Qin Li to the terrace to read again.
He was reading through "Jianghu Chronicles" faster and faster, and by dusk, he had reached the twelfth volume.
