"Sure, sure."
As soon as Xiao Yan heard something he liked, he immediately forgot about his displeasure.
Lan Xin Ai took Xiao Yan to his favorite restaurant and ordered a big plate of shrimp for him to enjoy.
"Momo, what do you like to eat?" Lan Xin Ai felt that with guests around, she shouldn't favor her own son too much.
"Momo isn't picky."
Whatever Lan Ruowei put on her plate, Yin Momo ate, and her little mouth was especially clean.
"Momo is such a good girl." Lan Ruowei really liked Yin Momo, so while Lan Xin Ai took care of Xiao Yan, she took care of Momo.
"Auntie, am I not good?"
Xiao Yan got a little jealous.
"Xiao Yan is good too, just a bit fussy with food."
"Who says so, I'm not picky at all, Mommy, don't keep giving me meat."
Xiao Yan pouted his little mouth.
Lan Xin Ai: "..."
What a clever boy, trying to pass the blame!
"Then Xiao Yan should eat more vegetables." Lan Xin Ai took the opportunity to give Xiao Yan a lot of greens.
