Due to fatigue, he was thirsty and hungry. He used to just let himself starve.
But now…"Woman, I'm hungry!"
"Little brat, call me auntie." Tong Lu yawned. "Do you want milk? There's no milk or baby bottle. Do you want my daughter's yogurt?"
'Auntie my foot! When I return to normal, I'll teach you a lesson!'
Miniature Leng Yejin groaned glumly. His cold voice sounded slightly childish yet bossy still. "I don't want milk. I want rice and dishes!"
Alright, it was normal for children to crave solid food when they were hungry. Shanshan was like that when she was about his age.
In the middle of the night, Tong Lu went to the kitchen and looked through the fridge. There were some leftovers from dinner. She reheated the food and took it to the bedroom. She then put Miniature Leng Yejin on her lap and wanted to feed him with a spoon.
Miniature Leng Yejin's expression darkened again. 'Will his dignity turn into dust in one night?'
