Mu Yangling glared at him before going forward to pick Kejia up to check.
When Kejia saw that her sister had returned, she hugged her neck tightly and looked at her with teary eyes. Then, she reached out to point at Qi Haoran and wailed.
Surprised that this child could complain at such a young age, Qi Haoran widened his eyes and looked at her. Seeing Mu Yangling look over, he hurriedly explained, "She's saying that I'm playing with her."
"I'm not a fool. Qi Haoran, if you dare to carry my sister like this again, I'll throw you into the river."
Qi Haoran touched his nose and turned to hug Bosi.
Bosi was much more refined than Kejia. No matter who hugged him, he would simply sit quietly in that person's arms. Having lost interest after carrying him for a while, Qi Haoran craned his neck to look at the kitchen. "Is your mother done cooking?"
