When the little guy heard this, he immediately buried his head in the rice as hard as he could!
While the mother and son were talking, Xiang Yi seemed to have heard something.
He turned his head and stared at Han Han who was desperately eating rice. “Why me? Where’s your father?”
“Xiang Yi!”In a moment of desperation, Shi Nuannuan blurted out this long-lost name.
It had been a long time since she had called this name.
“What do you want to Do? Do you want to do a census?”
Her abnormal attitude made his eyes narrow.
What was she hiding? What was she nervous about?
When she met his sharp gaze, Shi Nuannuan suddenly felt guilty. She avoided his gaze, not daring to look directly into his long and narrow eyes.
Then, her gaze fell on her son’s handsome face. “Hanhan, didn’t mommy say not to talk during dinner?”
