"Long Yan, pinch my cheek." Ji Yiming's jaw dropped.
Long Yan gave him a hard pinch and Ji Yiming sprung up in pain. "What the heck, be gentler."
Long Yan, Leng Yerong and Ye Mei looked towards him at once and asked in unison, "Does it hurt?"
Ji Yiming growled, "Of course!"
Tong Lu was oblivious to what was going on and staring at the four of them oddly as if they were crazy. "Do you know whose child is this?"
Shanshan held her little spoon in her mouth and blinked. "Oh, right, little brother must have missed his mum and dad so much."
Miniature Leng Yejin did not want to see the four of them at all. He held a little spoon and sipped the porridge from his little bowl. His mannerisms made him look like an arrogant little gentleman.
"Of-Of course we know!" Long Yan stuttered.
