Wen Ran looked and found that not only Tongtong, but also Momo and Xinxin were not at all demure.
The cherries had their pits removed.
Eating two or three at a time didn't affect anything.
"Why are you all so undemure? Eat slowly, no one's going to snatch them from you."
Wen Ran also reached out to grab the two little girls, Momo and Xinxin.
Ziyi protested, "Mom, I'm demure."
"Pfft!"
Bai Yiyi couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Ziyi really was the most demure; he not only ate one at a time, but also took one at a time, and ate with elegance and grace.
Compared to the three little foodies, Ziyi was clearly exhibiting noble manners.
Wen Ran blinked and then changed her tune to praise him, "Ziyi is indeed the most demure. Mommy was wrong earlier. It was Momo, Xinxin, and Tongtong who were not demure, not including Ziyi."
"If you're demure, then you don't need to eat, we'll finish them."
Tongtong didn't care about her own image at all.
