Do You Like Sons Or Daughters?

"This is too much. Just you wait!"

Song Yaoyao and Xia Rao came out and saw Mu Jing angrily chasing Tong Tong under the moonlight with a skewer in his hand.

Tong Tong's legs were short. How could she outrun an adult.

Mu Jing bent down and scooped her up, grinning. "Say it again. Is the meat that uncle roasted delicious?"

"Sister Yaoyao, save me! Auntie Rao, save me!"

Tong Tong frowned. Seeing Xia Rao and Song Yaoyao's eyes brighten, she immediately shouted at her savior.

Mu Jing's eyes softened when he saw Xia Rao.

"Honey, come and taste my roasted meat!"

Tong Tong pursed her lips and hugged Mu Jing's neck as she complained softly. "Uncle Mu, the meat you roasted is all burnt! How can you let Aunt Rao eat something that even children won't eat?"

Mu Jing rolled his eyes at her complaint.

"Shut up!"