Little Tingye reached out and hugged Ye Mingmei's neck, gently comforting her.
He waved his little hand at Da Bai, who let out a howl and darted away.
With the snow wolf out of sight, some color finally returned to Ye Mingmei's face.
"Where's your mommy?"
"Making milk for the baby!" The mention of Qin Youxuan made the little guy's eyes light up.
He excitedly gave Ye Mingmei directions.
Ye Mingmei had just carried him to the living room when she bumped into Qin Youxuan coming out with the milk bottle.
"Sis."
"You're here, come inside and have a seat first."
Qin Youxuan took little Tingye from her hands, and before she could speak, the little guy eagerly grabbed the bottle, ran to the sofa, found a comfortable spot to sit, and happily drank his milk.
"The little guy is getting more and more clever." Ye Mingmei couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him being such a little foodie.
