He sat on a chair in the living room, supported his chin with one hand, and closed his eyes.
In the morning, Su Zhuoqian entered the room and left with the sleeping Xiao Bao in his arms.
When Xiao Bao woke up, his face was still red. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was in his room. He could not help but shout, "Mommy!"
When he did not see the person he wanted to see, tears welled up in his eyes. Su Zhuoqian's familiar figure appeared in his blurry vision.
He knew it!
"Su Chengyu, let's eat."
There was one word written clearly on his little face. "No."
Su Zhuoqian adjusted Xiao Bao's clothes unhurriedly. "Will crying solve the problem?"
"No." He couldn't fool Su Zhuoqian.
He sniffled, too lazy to cry.
"Then why do something so futile?"
Xiao Bao pouted. "Mommy won't appear even if I eat…"
"But eating can fill your stomach."
Xiao Bao did not want to fill his stomach. He only wanted his mommy.
