"Ahhh~" Dumpling babbled in baby talk, gesturing wildly at Qing Li, without anyone knowing what he wanted to say, but it seemed so serious, as if his words had special meaning.
But really, even I, his own mother, don't know what he's trying to express.
Qing Li, however, listened intently, patting Dumpling's little head, "You say your surname is Lin, but you haven't been officially named yet, we can call you Dumpling Lin, right?"
"Ow ow ow~"
Little Dumpling seemed to have met a soulmate, his big eyes glistened with excitement, nodding vigorously.
"Ugh..." An ellipsis crossed above my head.
You have to wonder, how exactly did Qing Li understand him, it feels like...
The accuracy is quite good, right?
"Your father's surname is Yu; your surname should be Yu. Why do you think your surname is Lin? Did your unreliable parents suggest it?" Qing Li started off quite gentle, but then showed a hint of dissatisfaction, though he still spoke to Dumpling in a friendly manner.
