Fortunately, his mommy was silly and sweet. He could easily coax her. Otherwise, he would probably lose his ear.
Little Yichen was secretly delighted and settled down as well. Yueyao reached for the fries, clearly wanting them. Youyou immediately got her a piece of french fry. When Little Yichen saw this, he too got her one and presented it to her as if presenting a treasure.
Two pieces of fries were now placed before her, one held in Youyou's hand, the other held in Little Yichen's hand. Without hesitation, Yueyao grabbed Youyou's hand and ate the fry with relish.
Fortunately, Little Yichen was not a puppy. If his ears had been long enough, they would have drooped by now.
"Doesn't the fry from me taste good?" Little Yichen looked at her pitifully, like a puppy wagging its tail. "Why don't you want my fry?" he whined.
Yueyao said in a childish voice, "Your hand isn't as good-looking as Little Big Brother's."
"…"
