Upon hearing the word "mom", Little Pudding's eyes widened in surprise, "Dad, can I call her mom?"
Meowmeow said that in front of others, she should be referred to as Meowmeow, not mom.
Even though she too has a mother, she could only call her mother Meowmeow.
Ye Qilan gently pinched the plump cheeks of the little one, "If dad says you can, then you can."
"But if I call her mom, she might get angry." Little Pudding was most afraid of making Meowmeow angry.
"You don't need to be afraid, dad will protect you. Your mom may seem tough, but she's soft on the inside. She really likes you, she just doesn't show it." Ye Qilan said as he passed Little Pudding a bottle of formula milk, that he had prepared a few minutes ago, at the perfect temperature.
Little Pudding took the bottle and drank the milk contently, looking satisfied.
Ye Qilan looked on devotedly. Little Pudding broke into a gleeful smile and passed the bottle to Ye Qilan's lips, "Daddy drink."
