Song Baobao was watching a cartoon in the room. Upon hearing a sound, she lifted her head and happily called out, "Uncle!"
Xu Fenglai walked over and sat beside her, reached out his hand, and rubbed her little head.
Though he was smiling, his heart felt rather bitter.
Song Niaoniao soon came over too.
The sofa in the room wasn't small, but she still pulled over a swivel chair from the desk and sat down, "What's up, let's hear it."
Xu Fenglai's smile disappeared instantly, "Why are you so impatient?"
Song Niaoniao said, "…I wasn't."
Wasn't she just asking normally?
Yet Xu Fenglai looked at her with quite a resentful expression, "It's not even 10 o'clock, and you're already thinking of going to bed?"
Song Niaoniao felt bewildered, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Xu Fenglai felt stifled, blurting out, "Are you trying to avoid me already?"
???
Song Niaoniao became even more confused, "What do you mean by that?"
"Ha." Xu Fenglai laughed.
