"Pfft, so that's how it is!" Ye Qiu laughed and fell into Edward's arms.
Jing Xianjun couldn't hold it in either, her lips twitching as she sat down to focus on eating hotpot—there was no way to argue!
Jian Xi glared at her son: "Kids shouldn't talk nonsense, hurry up and eat your food."
"I'm not talking nonsense! Didn't you guys argue last night? Daddy kept coaxing you! Mommy, you forgot so soon." Little Pumpkin said.
Jian Xi: "..."
Oh no, how did her son witness last night's events? If he keeps talking, what will happen?
Jian Xi quickly clamped a small bun and stuffed it into her son's mouth: "Eat the bun."
"Little Pumpkin, do you want to dip it in condensed milk?" Loh Xiaoan asked gently.
"Sure!" Little Pumpkin replied.
Loh Xiaoan placed the dish of condensed milk in front of Little Pumpkin, carefully helping him with the bun. Just like Jian Xi took care of him back then.
