"I roasted it, but it's not tasty!"
Ji Baby tilted his head and tore off the last bit of meat from the chicken wing, tossing the bone aside. Just as he was about to lick his fingers, Ji Rui quickly grabbed his hand and washed it clean in a basin.
"Daddy, please bring Grandma back home to cook for me! The food uncles make is all terrible!"
Ji Baby wrapped his chubby little hands around Ji Rui's waist, burying his face in Ji Rui's warm belly, whining in a sweet, coquettish voice. He had now become a loyal fan of "Grandma."
"No!"
Ji Rui gently stroked his soft hair, but his tone was firm. Secretly, he was glad that he had originally referred to Le Tong as a grandma. If the little demon knew that the person cooking for him was a beautiful young woman, who knows what kind of scene he would be making now.
"Daddy... I'm begging you, please?"
Ji Baby shook Ji Rui with both hands, looking up with a pitiful face.
"No!"
