"Dad, Mom, can my brothers accompany me to play outside? While you adults discuss things, we children will just play."
An Jiuyue: "..."
He even knows that adults have things to discuss, truly her precious treasure.
"Then you go play with your brothers. Treehouse, Zhou'er, take care of Nuonuo, don't let him run off."
"Got it, Mom."
The brothers An Yixing slid down from their parents' laps. After responding, they took Nuonuo's hand and left. Before leaving, they didn't forget to grab some pastries from the table, taking a piece from each plate and stuffing them into the Qiankun Bags at their waists.
Qian Jiyun watched the two little ones with amusement, "I almost forgot they have Qiankun Bags, they won't go hungry."
Indeed, inside the Qiankun Bags, there were so many snacks that An Jiuyue had packed for them, so they wouldn't be hungry at all.
"These two kids, they're getting a bit bold," An Jiuyue said with a smile.
