Little Yichen: "…"
Mu Yazhe was silent.
Yun Shishi: "…"
Youyou tilted his head to the side as he smiled like a little angel—all innocent and pure. "Good morning, my dear father! It's eight in the morning; would you like to have breakfast now?"
The older boy's shoulders shuddered. He commented inwardly, There are so many types of smiles in this world, but only Youyou's smile is scarier than his stony expression. He can make one's hair stand on end!
He always felt that it was extremely evil.
"Cough, cough… What are we having for breakfast?" the man asked quietly.
His younger son's lips raised as his smile became brighter. "Bread, milk, sunny-side-up eggs, and ham sandwiches!"
The adult was momentarily stunned before he responded, "I like sunny-side-up eggs."
With the kid calling him father, he instantly felt quite light and airy.
