"Think you're something special, Xibao?" Feng Qingxue huffed.
The more she ignored him, the more excited Xibao became. His little feet swung in the air, "Mommy, mommy, I'm your baby, baby, baby, mommy. Pay attention to me!"
Feng Qingxue pretended not to hear and kept patting her daughter's back to get her to burp.
"Mommy!" Xibao's chunky little body began to tremble in desperation, his tiny face turning bright red.
Wang Fengqiao could stand it no longer, "Xiaoxue, what harm is there in comforting Xibao? It's not like it'll cost you an arm and a leg."
As soon as Xibao heard what Wang Fengqiao said, he immediately rubbed his eyes with his chubby hand, puckered his lips and acted as if he would start crying if he didn't get the comfort he desired. Secretly, he peeped at Feng Qingxue through his fingers.
As soon as he realized Feng Qingxue had glanced at him, the little fellow hurriedly squeezed his eyes shut again, pretending to go on rubbing them.
