Is it just me, or do all women who've had children love to nag like this? One felt that Ye Ranran was talking more too.
Without getting a response, Ye Ranran stopped talking.
When they reached the hospital and saw the doctor, Fan Rou said she wanted to drink soy milk. Ye Ranran ran off to buy her a cup.
Watching Ye Ranran running towards her, Fan Rou felt a warm current flowing through her heart, like a spring breeze gently brushing her eyes.
"Here you go." Ye Ranran handed the soy milk to Fan Rou.
"Thank you, Ranran." Fan Rou smiled like a child, lowering her eyes: "Other than my mom, no one treats me this well anymore."
"Are you thinking of me as your mom?" A hint of annoyance flashed in Ye Ranran's dark eyes.
"No, I'm saying you're good to me." Fan Rou took a sip of the soy milk, her eyes narrowing: "Still tastes so good."
Ye Ranran handed a cup to One, keeping another for herself. She took a sip and savored it: "Doesn't taste like much."
