The little one glanced at the cake, crying and calling "Mama" while stuffing her mouth with cake.
Everyone nearby found it both amusing and pitiful.
Even by lunchtime, tears still sparkled on her little face.
The little one had eaten too much cake in the morning and couldn't eat lunch, staring wistfully at the chicken leg on the handsome brother's plate beside her, drooling.
The little boy looked up at her.
Little Xiao'an blinked her big eyes, and the little boy pursed his lips, unable to resist poking her chubby little face.
Soft and squishy, a cute little dimple appeared with a poke.
Little Xiao'an blinked at him, not crying or fussing, perfectly well-behaved.
Pouting her little lips, she said in her baby voice, "Brother, eat leg."
The little boy withdrew his hand, glanced at his fingers, then picked up the chicken leg with chopsticks and placed it in front of her, "For you."
Little Xiao'an immediately broke into a smile, her big round eyes turning into crescent moons.
