"I..."
Nan Wan just uttered a single word when she was interrupted by a crisp voice that appeared suddenly.
"Auntie, Qingqing and I are hungry. When can we eat?"
With a friend's company, Jiashu was evidently more lively. Or perhaps, this wasn't the Nan Family villa, so naturally, there was less restraint.
Nan Wan's gaze fell on Jiashu's little face. She steadied her breath, curved her lips into a smile, and said, "It'll be ready soon."
Mu Qingqing followed Nan Jiasu, leaning against the door, poking out a little head, waving with a smile, "Uncle, will you come play with us?"
Mu Jinhuan gazed at the woman's profile, his eyes steady and serene, retracting the hand that was suspended in the air, speaking softly and calmly, "I'm not a monster that eats people."
After leaving this sentence, he stretched his long legs and, as he passed the doorway, bent down to scoop up the two little ones on the floor, holding one in each arm, and walked out of the kitchen.
