Rong finally withdrew his little hand, turned it directly to Wang Xia's mouth, and said, "Daddy doesn't eat, Mommy eats."
Wang Xia smiled and took the chip with her mouth, "Rong is such a good boy."
Daddy, Mommy, and son. Watching this happy family of three, An Ran felt that she might be redundant sitting here. She stood up and said to Mu Xingfeng, "Instructor Mu, I'm going out for a walk."
As she was about to walk out, Mu Xingfeng grabbed her hand.
"It's cold outside. Play with Rong for a while, or watch some TV."
At this moment, Rong said, "Daddy, I'm thirsty. Can Aunt Ran get me a glass of water?"
"Sure, Aunt Ran makes great milk tea. Do you want some milk tea too?" Mu Xingfeng asked.
Upon hearing this, Rong's big dark eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yes, Rong loves milk tea the most."
Mu Xingfeng then said to An Ran, "Ranran, bring a glass of water and a glass of milk tea."
An Ran: "..."
Can she say no? You three are all sweet and happy here, and I'm left to serve you?
