Gu Xiaobei comforted Mo Wang with a smile, "You were gripping the chocolate too tightly, your palms got too hot, that's why it melted. Although the chocolate may have changed shape, it still tastes sweet." She picked up Mo Wang's hand, licked his palm, and said in satisfaction, "Hmm, it's really sweet and delicious. Mama still has to thank Mo Wang!"
Mo Wang held back his tears, looked at his palm, and gave it a lick too. Yes, it was sweet!
Xiaopang, with a ring of chocolate smeared around her mouth, ran over to Mo Wang, who was holding a piece of chocolate. She blinked and said, "Brother, don't cry. Uncle still has chocolate." She turned to Lu Aiguo and pleaded, "Uncle, give more chocolate. Brother is crying."
Wen Xiuqing laughed and commented, "There's an old saying: 'From small to large, at three years old you can tell'. Mo Wang is indeed very straightforward. Look at Xiaopang, she knew long ago that Aiguo still had chocolate. She ate all of hers early so she can ask for more."
