Li Zhenye and Yi Lingling sat down, their hearts filled with mixed emotions. This was the first time Li Yi had personally cooked porridge for them.,“Don’t rush to clean up, Xiao Yi. Didn't you do something wrong” Yiling looked at Li Yi and asked in a gentle voice.,“Little Yi, it seems that your Uncle Tiger’s son Xiao Hu gets along well with you, doesn’t he” Li Zhenye suddenly asked.。