The boat needs manual steering, and Gu Zhihan is currently driving it.
Li Mumu and Bei Mo are snacking.
The sun is dazzling, its rays scattering on the lake surface like a handful of diamonds, glittering brilliantly.
Li Mumu leans back on the cabin chair, squinting, while constantly stuffing potato chips into her mouth.
"Eat, eat, eat, be careful you'll turn into a pig one day," Bei Mo says, looking up at the sky, unable to watch any longer.
Why does he know such a foodie!
Li Mumu slaps her hand down angrily, "Even if I become a pig, this princess will be the most beautiful pig in the world!"
"Didn't expect you'd be so proud even as a pig!" Bei Mo couldn't help but laugh.
"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you!" Li Mumu suppresses the urge to get mad, puts down the potato chips, and runs with her little legs to Gu Zhihan's side.
The little girl half-squats next to him, gently shaking his arm with her fair little hands, "Grandpa, Mumu also wants to steer the boat."
