Qin Yiyi took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Meng Shichen's neck, "Not at all, I'm very healthy." In this world where nutrition and fitness are valued, her health was truly excellent—far from the times when she used to fall sick at the drop of a hat.
"You still shouldn't sit on the ground, it's cold and hard." Meng Shichen was absolutely uncompromising when it came to things that were not good for Qin Yiyi.
"I know, I know. Shichen, I want to ask you something."
Meng Shichen carried Qin Yiyi to the sofa, settled her in his arms, and asked, "What is it?"
"What do you like the most?"
Without hesitation, "Baby."
"Besides people?"
Blurted out, "Taking care of Baby."
"What about things?"
Without a second thought, "Whatever Baby likes."
...Qin Yiyi admitted defeat, knowing it was useless to ask him.