"Are you sculpting a piece of artwork?" Qin Jian had been standing at the doorway for a while, and seeing that An Hao was so engrossed and completely unaware of his presence, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, walked over, and sat down beside An Hao.
"You gave me a scare, you know?" An Hao nearly cut her hand.
"I've been standing at the doorway for a long time, and you were just busy peeling the apple, not even noticing how drooly the two little ones have become?"
When An Hao looked up, she saw a long trail of drool on the two little ones' red bellybands, as they both stared with their adorable big eyes at the apple in her hand.
"Pfft!" An Hao couldn't help but laugh, alright, she had been so focused on peeling the apple that she hadn't noticed the little ones, "I saw them playing with toys nicely, who knew that in the blink of an eye, these two little ones started drooling over the apple."
