He kept staring at her, intentionally eating in such a flirtatious way...
What on earth was he trying to do?
Chai Xiyang smirked mischievously, "Watching you eat whets my appetite."
"Nonsense…" Qiao Ning mumbled blushing, then picked up the milk cup to feed the child.
But then Yifan started watching her, which puzzled Qiao Ning: "Baby, what are you looking at?"
"Looking at mommy so I can eat more!" The little guy answered earnestly. He was entirely mimicking Chai Xiyang, without comprehending the real implication of his words.
Qiao Ning found it both amusing and frustrating, "Don't listen to your daddy's nonsense, hurry up and eat. If you don't concentrate on your food, you might not grow larger."
"Oh!" Yifan quickly lowered his head and began to eat earnestly. He didn't want to stay small.
Qiao Ning chuckled and ruffled his hair, then turned to ask Chai Xiyang, "Brother, has something happened to Zhang Meimei? Did you do it?"
