"The fish is overcooked!" Beiming Han, who had already turned around, was the first to lift the lid off the pot.
Gu Qingxin immediately turned off the fire.
Xiao Yi ran over, patting his little belly in protest, saying he was hungry, and wanting to eat.
"Be a good boy, Xiao Yi. Dinner will be ready soon, go wash your hands." Gu Qingxin stroked Xiao Yi's cute, mushroom-shaped head.
Xiao Yi immediately turned around and ran off to wash his hands.
Watching Xiao Yi behave so obediently, Gu Qingxin's heart melted. Even though Xiao Yi could not talk, he was really very well-behaved.
...
After lunch, Xiao Yi wanted to go to the seaside. The weather had warmed up, even the sea breeze felt warm against the face, comfortable enough to uplift anyone's spirits.
The four of them took Xiao Yi to the beach, Bai Qianqian's face finally showing a smile.
