After walking around, Niannian wrapped her arms around Zichen's neck, looking aggrieved, "Daddy, I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat fries and chicken legs."
"Okay."
"Really? I can eat that?" Niannian was a bit skeptical, "Mom doesn't let me eat these, she says they're not good for children."
"It's okay to eat them occasionally."
"Thank you, Daddy."
They went to KFC.
There were a lot of people inside, and Zichen kept holding her, whether in line, paying, or even carrying the tray. From the moment he picked up Niannian from kindergarten until now, she had walked no more than ten steps.
Niannian also loved being held by him, clinging to his neck obediently.
The two of them, one big and one small, sat at a table in KFC.
Zichen accompanied Niannian as she ate fries.
Children always show immensely satisfied expressions when faced with delicious food, so flawless and pure.
