The vibrantly colored Sichuan cuisine looked really appetizing! Qin Yiyi stared at the newly served Spicy Frog with her mouth open, waiting to be fed, as Meng Shichen watched his beloved, planting a kiss on her small face to satisfy his own appetite before meticulously filtering each bite for her with water—he didn't want his little treasure to suffer.
"Yiyi!" Looking in the direction of the voice, it was her long-unseen grandfather. Qin Yiyi greeted him happily.
"Mm." Hua Wence also seemed very happy to see his little granddaughter, his facial expression softened considerably.
"Grandpa, are you also here to eat?"
"Grandfather brought me out to buy things for me!" Hua Chuyao, who popped out from behind Hua Wence, said proudly, lifting her head.
When Qin Shuang did the same gesture just now, it appeared natural and adorable. The same action, when done by Hua Chuyao, somehow made her seem so annoying.