Zhizhi shook his head firmly, "Daddy, when Zhizhi gets a little older, grows up a bit more, Zhizhi will make breakfast for Daddy and Mommy."
"Okay."
Zhizhi held Bo Yan's face and gave him a kiss, "Daddy, Zhizhi loves you the most."
Bo Yan returned the kiss, "Daddy loves his treasure too."
Bo Yan quickly washed up in the restroom downstairs and then went to the kitchen to make Zhizhi a sandwich and steamed egg custard and prepared a glass of milk.
Zhizhi happily finished his breakfast and, seeing Bo Yan still busy in the kitchen, collected his plate like a gentleman and ran to the kitchen, "Daddy, Zhizhi has cleaned up his own plate."
Bo Yan took it and crouched down to look his son in the eye, "Good job, baby, taking care of yourself."
Feeling a little shy but accepting his father's praise, Zhizhi replied, "Zhizhi will be even better in the future, and Daddy has to supervise Zhizhi."
