The lollipop was orange-flavored, from Qiao Zui's mouth, it sweetened his heart.
He ruffled Xiao Shumiao's hair, overtaken by affection, "Sweetheart, why are you so sweet?"
Xiao Shumiao blinked her eyes, "Cousin, you made a mistake, right? It's the lollipop that's sweet, right?"
"No," Qiao Zui kissed her, and said with a beaming smile, "You are much sweeter than the lollipop!"
Ye Xingbei laughed and tousled the hair of his confused son, and asked Qiao Zui, "Where are Xiao Mi and Jinse?"
"They left after breakfast," Qiao Zui said, "acting all secretive, not letting me follow, but don't worry aunt, they will definitely come back."
"Why do I need to worry," Ye Xingbei laughed at him, "Are you the one who's afraid they won't come back?"
"How could that be!" Qiao Zui straightened up: "With my face, my figure, my temperament, would Xiao Mi dare not to come back?"
Ye Xingbei burst out laughing, shaking his head: "You and your younger uncle really are a chip off the old block!"
