Faced with Qiao Lin's playful questioning, Zhan Qiaoze tilted his little head and replied frankly, "Because my favorite is Aunt Jing!"
Hearing this, the corner of Qiao Lin's mouth twitched, and she covered her heart, saying somewhat resentfully, "Little guy, your words are a real blow to the heart!"
Zhan Qiaoze's little face was full of innocence, "But I'm just telling the truth."
Qiao Hong patted Qiao Lin's shoulder, comforting her, "Alright, stop doing this to yourself. This little guy has always been closer to our Xiao Jing, and there's nothing you can do about it."
Upon hearing Qiao Hong's comforting words, Qiao Lin felt even more stabbed in the heart.
So, she decided to eat three bowls of rice in one go, turning her sorrow into appetite!
After some chatter and laughter, the group finally started eating.
