Tsk, this little baby is really not fun. Why isn't she throwing a tantrum? Why isn't she arguing with her? As long as she dares to argue, the old lady can seize the opportunity to say more! But she acts like dough, does she really have no temper?
Old Lady Qin took a bite of the biscuit gloomily, then stared at Dong Huiying with confusion. Dong Huiying ate and drank as she should, not taking it to heart at all. Around the dining table sat a group of people with smiles on their faces, except Yun Ge who occasionally glared at Old Lady Qin.
As for Little Wuwang? Well, wearing a small bib, obediently holding the little spoon, slurping the tofu brain, eating with great relish.
After breakfast, Dong Huiying took Little Wuwang for a stroll in the back garden. The scenery in Dongdi was quite nice, the temperature was pleasant, suitable for long stays. And the air was exceptionally fresh; she had already grown fond of the place shortly after coming here.
