"No! No, please! I promise I won't drink! I will never drink milk again!"
"Stop! My waist—"
Thunk!
Outside, there followed a miserable cry, and Chennchenn clung to the edge of the table, "Mom, why is Uncle Strange shouting? Did he fall into a pit?"
Tong Ran's eyelid twitched slightly, and she bent down to pick him up, "Maybe. So Chennchenn, you should be careful when you walk."
"Ah, oh (⊙﹏⊙), okay."
The two of them walked to the living room, Tong Ran sat down on the sofa, and Chennchenn took the opportunity to bury his face in her chest and rub around. She picked up the remote control and changed the channel—
