"Then let me teach you a basic etiquette: don't talk too much during meals."
"But... we haven't started eating yet?"
Looking down at the little one, Mo Jingchun said with a tone of grievance:
"Are you a little rascal? Always bickering with your brother."
"But..."
"No buts."
"Oh."
Trailing behind, Candy pouted and muttered softly, "Brother is so fierce~"
Happy times always fly by, and the three-day holiday passed in a flash.
Wearing flip-flops, Mo Jingchun walked into the bedroom and pulled open the curtains, instantly brightening the room.
Feeling the glare of the light, the little one turned and continued snoozing with her back to the window.
Dreaming sweetly, she felt someone calling her in her sleepy haze.
The voice sounded like her brother's.
Wait a minute, it's brother.
The little one drowsily opened her eyes and saw her brother.
"Get up quickly, your holiday balance is insufficient."
"In a while, brother will take you to kindergarten."
