Inside the villa, Downstairs.
Yun Jian was sitting on a bench that was neither too high nor too low. He picked up the rice dumplings that Qin Yirou had just brought out from the kitchen.
Just as he was about to peel the rice dumplings, si yi snatched the rice dumplings from Yun Jian’s hand and used his clean and well-defined slender hands to peel the sticky rice dumplings. He pinched the rice dumplings and handed the meat rice dumplings to yun Jian’s mouth.
“The rice dumpling is too sticky.”So he peeled the rice dumpling for her and took the rice dumpling. Si Yi didn’t care about what the people around him thought. He passed the rice dumpling to Yun Jian’s mouth and said.
“Clap Clap Clap!”
Just as Si Yi said this, the little guy who was sitting on the ground with the little girl suddenly took a bite of the rice dumpling Qin Yirou fed him and started clapping.
Just as the clapping stopped, the little guy shouted at Yun Jian and Si Yi, “Daddi is bad! He only feeds Mommy, not me!”
