"Lulu, drink some milk, eat slowly, don't choke!" Xu Chaomu handed a carton of milk to the little guy.
"Hmm!" The little one stretched out his hand to receive it.
He ate breakfast very obediently, and Xu Chaomu's heart melted watching him.
Especially when his long, dark eyelashes fluttered, the more she looked, the happier she became.
The sunlight shone on the little fellow, making his little face blush like a red apple.
The warmth in Xu Chaomu's heart also rose bit by bit. Nie Chenglang was right, 'if your heart is toward the sun, there is no need for sadness.'
Nie Chenglang gently touched the little guy's head and tenderly asked, "Where are your mom and dad?"
The little fellow paused, pouted his lips and said, "My dad is at work. He had surgery to do early in the morning, very busy, very busy. My mom is waiting for him outside the surgery room. They just left me outside to play by myself."
Right after the little one finished speaking, a man and a woman walked over.
