Ye Xi, amidst her excitement, also thought of Zhou Fan across from her.
Her face immediately turned red; she glanced at Zhou Fan, then turned to look at the nearby table, and called over a waiter, pointing in the direction of the opposite table, saying, "I'd like a cake with the same matcha flavor as over there."
The waiter responded and left.
Ye Xi turned to Youyou and said, "After eating the matcha cake, you can't have any more sweets, otherwise your tummy will hurt."
"Okay, Mom."
The repeated call of "Mom" softened Ye Xi's heart.
At the same time, it left Zhou Fan without any response.
Especially when the little guy looked over provocatively again and again.
Zhou Fan couldn't resist asking, "Are you... married?"
Ye Xi blushed again, lowering her head, "No."
"Then why does he call you mom?" Zhou Fan was still somewhat reluctant.
Ye Xi didn't know how to explain it too thoroughly to Zhou Fan at the moment, so she chose silence instead of answering.
