Tuanzi seemed terribly thirsty and tilted his head back to drink the rest of the hot tea.
Feng Huaijin watched in growing silence, this little rascal...
Feng Huaijin suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Tuanzi by the back of his collar, pulled him over, and couldn't help but scold: "You drink anything you grab? Aren't you afraid there's something dirty in it?"
Tuanzi waved the now empty cup and obediently said: "Isn't this Daddy's cup?"
Feng Huaijin was momentarily at a loss for words, looking at Tuanzi's small face with traces of blood, he almost crazily saw the shadow of Su Li on this face that resembled his own to an astonishing degree.
Ha, that little girl Su Li always pretends to be well-behaved, but she's actually more cunning than anyone.
Tuanzi let out an inopportune burp, his peripheral vision catching the phone left on the dining table.
This seems like it's Mama's.
Then... Mama must be in this restaurant too!
