Little Youyou didn't know what he was talking about, but she felt it was a good idea.
Licking her lips with a craving, she asked, "Daddy, can I also go and taste it often?"
"I don't know, you'll have to ask your mommy if you can taste."
Lu Wanwan's face had already turned tomato red, she turned her head to look out of the window, and stopped talking.
Little Youyou's eyes rolled around, finding her very strange, "Mommy, why are you blushing!"
"..." Lu Wanwan was at a loss for words, and only after a long while did she say, "Mommy is hot, it's too stuffy in the car."
A pair of little hands suddenly reached in front of her, gently fanning, "Mommy, are you hot? Shall I fan you?"
Lu Wanwan quickly rolled down the car window, "No need, Mommy will just open the window. You all should just ignore me."
Little Momo sat properly in the car; although he didn't understand why Mommy was acting this way, he instinctively felt it must have something to do with Daddy, so he remained silent.
