Feng Huaijin reached out to Su Li, "You're not having a cold, why do you keep sneezing?"
Sitting on a child's chair, holding a children's wooden spoon and enjoying her meal, Tuanzi suddenly lifted her head and said very sweetly, "Because someone is still thinking about Mama at this time, so Mama sneezes."
Su Li sneezed again, casually asking, "Who?"
Tuanzi put down the wooden spoon, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue: "Tuanzi! Tuanzi thinks about Mama all the time! Making Mama sneeze is Tuanzi's fault."
Feng Huaijin, off to the side: "..."
Feng Huaimu watched silently as Su Li was amused by Tuanzi, her expression lit up with radiant brightness.
One Feng Ciye today, one Tuanzi tonight, everyone fighting for attention? Ha.
Feng Huaijin glanced sidelong at the mother and child, sneering, "Corny love talk."
Both corny and cheesy.
Su Li grinned broadly, giving him a light kick under the table, "You're the corny one."
