"When I'm anxious and sweating, I just want to eat," Little Mingli said with his innocent little eyes wide open.
Ou Yanan heard the two children's conversation and pulled back the screen, saying, "What do you want to eat? How about noodles?"
"Okay!" Little Mingli jumped up in excitement.
Lingxin covered his little face with his hands, unable to watch. Their mother was earnestly giving them a lesson, but his food-loving little brother was ruining the atmosphere.
Ou Yanan looked at the two of them. If she were to say which child was more adorable, it would definitely be the one who acts cute, Little Mingli. But Lingxin, with a temperament like hers, also like that of Ou Yanan, inspired a tender feeling in her heart.
As she picked Mingli up off the bed, Ou Yanan reached out and patted older brother Lingxin's head, saying, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You've just recovered, understand?"
