"Eat slowly."
Lan Xin Ai saw the little girl really enjoyed the cake, no wonder Xi Jinyan could easily lead her away, turns out she likes eating.
"Auntie, you eat too." The little girl shared half of her cake with Lan Xin Ai.
Lan Xin Ai's eyes brightened, feeling tender-hearted: "If auntie eats, then what about you?"
"I just ate."
The little girl was so adorable and cute, melting Lan Xin Ai's heart into a puddle of water, such a thoughtful baby indeed.
Then, looking at her own son, he was eating nonstop from both sides. Seeing Lan Xin Ai looking over, he lifted the little cake: "Mommy, do you want some?"
This little gesture made Lan Xin Ai feel that daughters are more considerate than sons, daughters are Mommy's little cotton jacket.
"I won't eat, you eat it." Lan Xin Ai patted Xi Jinyan's head.
The little fellow was also usually sensible, but seeing the charming and lovely girl, Lan Xin Ai immediately thought she was so adorable.
"Achoo."
Lan Xin Ai suddenly sneezed.
