So after sliding down, he just sat there and forgot to get up, feeling full of grievances, especially unwilling to listen to mom, but it seemed like there was no other choice.
"Whoever goes in first can have a cold glass of juice."
Qin Mu stood there and said to them very seriously.
This time, the siblings both understood, and Huanhuan immediately got up.
"But madam, is it really okay to drink something cold?"
The aunt watched as the siblings ran into the house and approached Qin Mu to ask.
"A little bit is fine!"
Qin Mu said softly and walked in with the aunt.
