Like a little kitten, Chi Jiao accepted the fish from him.
She gave Quan Jue a bright smile. "Brother Quan, I want to eat prawns."
Quan Jue nodded and immediately peeled a prawn for her.
Looking at this sweet and loving scene, Chi Mingwei felt that his presence was a little redundant.
Ahem, ahem.
Chi Mingwei cleared his throat loudly.
Chi Jiao turned her attention to him and asked worriedly, "Dad, is your pharyngitis acting up again?"
"No, I'm fine." As Chi Mingwei spoke, he picked up a green vegetable and placed it in her bowl. "You're still growing. Don't be picky. Eat some green vegetables."
Chi Jiao looked at the vegetables in the bowl and puffed her cheeks.
She was a typical carnivore.
But her elders all loved to emphasize the fact that she must eat more vegetables.
Actually, what she wanted to say was that at this age, she would no longer grow any taller.
