Xi Zheng covered his mouth and giggled.
The child is hungry and needs to nurse, but everyone watched as Qin Liuxi took a finger-sized fruit out of her bag and placed it by the child's mouth.
Several people almost screamed.
That's a fruit, how can a newborn eat it?
Quan Ji was almost driven mad; he didn't expect the all-powerful temple master to have unreliable moments.
He was about to rush over, but then saw her fingers forming a mantra, and then watched as the fruit shriveled and the juice dripped into the child's open mouth.
Everyone: "!"
A newborn drinking fruit juice, and the fact that he knows to open his mouth for food instinctively—is it a natural survival instinct?
But that's not the main point; how could such a small fruit have enough juice for even a sip, yet he could still burp, who are you kidding?
