A moment later, Little Yunduo muttered to herself, "I should be very light though... But Yanyan is also tired, I should just walk by myself."
Li Yuntang's expression eased slightly as he let go of the little guy's hat brim, "Smart of you to realize."
While they were talking, Yan Xiaye came back holding a huge cotton candy and immediately noticed the tense atmosphere between the father and son.
She stuffed the cotton candy into the little guy's palm and crouched down to wipe off the sauce on his lips with a tissue, "Are you thirsty? Do you want something to drink?"
"Yes, I want hot chocolate!"
Yan Xiaye stood up and looked at Li Yuntang as if asking, "The tea shop seems a bit far. Are you going to wait here, Younger Uncle, or come with us?"
During the brief time it took to eat a cotton candy, she unknowingly steeled herself, the blush on her porcelain white face faded, and she didn't avert her eyes unconsciously when looking at Li Yuntang anymore.
