Bai Xiaolan, while holding Xiaopang, said with a chuckle, "Our Xiaopang calls Xiangdong 'Dada' and also calls me 'Dada'. He can't say 'auntie'. Why not just call me 'Mommy' directly?"
Gu Xiaobei, laughing, reached out and tweaked Xiaopang's chubby face, "You little traitor, you've changed sides."
Bai Xiaolan turned to Mo Wang and said, "Mo Wang, come on, call me mommy."
Mo Wang glanced up with wide eyes, her small mouth pressed tightly shut. Suddenly, she spun around and buried her face in Gu Xiaobei's arms, physically demonstrating that Bai Xiaolan was not her mother.
Wen Xiuqing said with a smile, "Our Mo Wang has made her point clear. Xiaopang, on the other hand, is sure to become a sweet-talker in the future.
Bai Xiaolan, still laughing, held a little towel over Xiaopang's head, then lifted it, causing Xiaopang to giggle in delight.
Observing this, Mo Wang also found the game intriguing, her tiny eyes filled with great anticipation.
