"Grandma Zhang prepared some delicious food for your sister?"
As soon as Little Xingchen heard this, his big grape-like black eyes suddenly lit up, "Daddy, daddy, what delicious food did Grandma Zhang prepare for my sister? What does she like to eat? I don't even know, but Grandma Zhang knows?"
"No, no, I have to check it out, I am her big brother after all, I have to be the brother who knows her best!"
While speaking, the little guy struggled out of Ye Nuanxi's embrace and then crawled to the side of the bed, slipping directly off, put on his little slippers by himself, and wobbled out the room. When he reached the door, he turned his head very seriously to look back at his parents in the bed, "Daddy, Mummy, you two keep being lovey-dovey, I'm going to see what delicious food Grandma Zhang has prepared for my sister!"
