Benefiting from his beloved son's presence, Ji Rui quietly sat aside, taking small bites of the snow frog, his eyes occasionally shifting to the screen, watching her nervously ask Ji Baby questions. Surprisingly, he didn't find it annoying at all.
Such motherly nagging used to irritate both Ji Rui and Baby, but at this moment, the two men sitting in front of the computer, one big, one small, seemed to thoroughly enjoy it. And Ji Baby playing the role of a pitiful little one, joyfully ate while nodding like a chick pecking at grains.
The taste of the snow frog wasn't as fishy and greasy as Ji Rui imagined. Not knowing how Le Tong prepared it, Ji Rui only felt a faint coconut fragrance in his mouth. Perhaps fresh coconut juice was added during the braise, making the snow frog smooth and mildly sweet while infused with coconut aroma trickle down the throat, the sweet taste slowly spreading across his heart.
