"Yanbao, what's wrong?"
Mobai looked at Yanbao with concern, instantly thinking of the bowl of noodles Li Beijue made for himself a long time ago.
Then he glanced at the breakfast in front of him, probably guessing what it would taste like, but still hesitated a bit.
Daddy had specially prepared breakfast for everyone this morning... If they didn't eat it, wouldn't he be sad?
Maybe he should try a little anyway...
Thinking this, Mobai also gently bit into a piece of bacon and instantly couldn't help but frown.
"Daddy! This bacon is too oily! How much oil did you put in it?"
Mobai's little mouth was all greasy and looked comically shiny as he spoke, and he quickly spat out the bacon in his mouth.
Yanbao also spoke up quietly, "Daddy... the fried eggs are a bit too salty..."
Li Beijue's gaze flickered for a moment, looking somewhat hesitantly at his own "creation".
