Ming Ansheng bowed his head to watch the little girl. Her face was a little dirty, with sauce all over her face and mouth. He had a tender expression on his face as he softly declined, "I don't want to eat."
"Eat." Xiaojiao was adamant and she stomped her feet. She raised her arm once more.
She tried to tip-toe but she didn't balance herself well. She lost her footing and was about to fall backward.
Ming Ansheng bent and lifted the girl. "Be careful."
The girl seized the opportunity to stuff the chicken wing into his mouth.
He was speechless…
He couldn't describe what he was feeling.
The girl noticed that his mouth wasn't moving. So, she stretched her hand and stuffed the rest of the chicken wing that was hanging from his mouth. "It's yummy."
She seemed to say that 'The chicken wing is nice, I didn't lie to you. You must eat.'
Ming Ansheng grinned and he nodded. "Thank you."
