An Youyou was displeased.
She hadn't said anything wrong.
Besides, she would be happy to have another younger sister or brother.
Preferably a younger brother.
He must be completely different from her older brother.
She wants him to be soft and adorable.
Not fierce and harsh.
Suddenly, An Youyou's eyes turned red.
The drumstick fell from her mouth.
Her little lips puckered in grievance, looking utterly pitiful.
An Ning paused, watching An Youyou's demeanor.
When did An Youyou become so sensitive, so petty?
Was she too harsh just now?
Indeed, Xiao Jinxing had been making her more irritable lately.
An Ning self-reflected and then said gently, "Youyou, Mommy didn't mean to be harsh with you, it's just because..."
"Mommy, I miss brother," An Youyou said, tearfully.
An Ning was taken aback.
She thought An Youyou was carefree and couldn't be crying over nothing.
Unexpectedly, it was because she missed An Luming.
An Ning suddenly felt distressed as well.
