"Xiao Ang, come sit over here. There's lots of tasty food on the table, take whatever you like, and there's fruit… what kind of fruit do you like?"
Zhou Mengqin hurriedly patted the spot beside her and spoke to Xiao Ang.
Xiao Xiaoang looked at the two elders, a bit dazed. He thought to himself, this grandpa and grandma… they feel so warm and enthusiastic… and this grandma… she's so pretty…
Zhou Mengqin had no idea she was being rated so highly in Xiao Xiaoang's heart; she just wanted the little guy to sit a bit closer so they could get a good look at him.
But…
After all, they were strangers, not familiar… Xiao Xiaoang was gripping Su Xiaomeng's small hand a little too tightly. He looked at Su Xiaomeng, a little lost and at a loss for what to do…
Su Xiaomeng pondered for a moment, then said to Xiao Xiaoang,
