The lanterns were just lit.
Chiyin Yu had just bought a cake on Westry Road and encountered a traffic jam on his way, which delayed him a bit.
When he came back home, the house was filled with warmth, and the fragrance of food wafted from the direction of the dining room.
He changed into slippers at the door, and Jiujiu ran over to hug his thigh, fluttering her big eyes and acting coyly to curry favor.
"Daddy, Mommy said you are bringing back cake, where is the cake?"
After entering, Chiyin Yu casually put the cake on the shoe cabinet, he picked it up, and deliberately swayed it in front of Jiujiu.
"Here's the cake," he said, "but you're not allowed to sneak a bite. Mommy has to have the first taste."
Hearing this, Jiujiu's face scrunched up with grievance and she said sourly, "Daddy, you're so biased!"
Her eyes darted around, and with a soft, childlike voice she pleaded, "Let me taste it for Mommy, please Daddy, just let me have a bite. I'll see if it's good or not."
