Xiaxia is so adorable, she shouldn't laugh at him.
Rubbing her ears, Lu Xingzhi glanced at Huo Jincheng with affectionate eyes and said playfully, "Look at you, stop saying that. Xiaxia is already very pitiful."
"Little Zhi Liao, don't worry, when I grow up, I'll earn lots of money for you to spend." The little pitiful Huo Chengqian wiped his eyes again and said pitifully.
"Thank you, Xiaxia. But now, can you wash your face with me, and we can eat soon! I heard from your mom, you love meatballs and shrimp scrambled eggs the most, and the uncle in the kitchen is already preparing them, we can eat soon, okay?"
Lu Xingzhi picked up a tissue to wipe his tears again, "No more crying! Our Xiaxia will be as rich as your third uncle when you grow up."
"I don't want to be like Third Uncle, he's too mean." Xiaxia had already sensed the deep malice from Huo Jincheng.
He didn't want to talk to him now.
