"Ah, Mommy, I want to eat that, feed me—"
Miao Xinxin's utterly deliberate tone pierced ruthlessly into Miaomiao's ears. She pressed her lips together and simply stared in a daze at the intimate display between the two people in front of her.
Noticing this, Ansheng furrowed his brow, balled one hand into a fist, and banged it heavily against the table a few times with a thud.
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