Xu Niannian was relieved that Jin Yu still had his porridge-making skills to show off.
After a few sips, Xu Niannian suddenly felt a weight on her lap and moved the big bowl blocking her view to take a look.
Her Pang Dabao was pouting his little buttocks, looking up at her with his round eyes fixed on her, reaching out towards her, puckering his lips with an "ow-woo" sound.
The little guy had a round body and a rounded head, tigerish and with a somewhat soft neck, as if it couldn't support his head, swaying unsteadily, like those little toys with a spring in their necks, his head wobbling incessantly.
He then "ow-wooed" again.
Xu Niannian was so startled that her eyes widened.
Her baby hadn't even reached a month old, had he? How could he roll over already? Not only could he roll over, but he also crawled over?
Xu Niannian was immediately alarmed, quickly put the bowl on the cabinet, picked up Pang Dabao, and held him up to her face.
"Baby, you..."
"Ow-woo..."
