Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Yes, they're all packed in the luggage, just forgot which bag I put them in."
"My kids are starving, let's eat first, and we'll talk after the meal," Lu Jiang glanced at the honest Dundun and the frail Zhuangzhuang who were eagerly eyeing the table, feeling a surge of pity, "With so much luggage, we have to search through it one by one."
"Okay, okay, time to eat, time to eat." The elders had no objections, having already instructed their security detail to bring the meals swiftly.
Xiongxiong had no objections either, having settled himself into his high chair with his bib on, ready and waiting with his mouth wide open.
His hands rested on his knees, behaving as well as any good child would.
