Mo Ming noticed the gaze from nearby, turned his head, and met Xiaoxiao's eyes. She looked startled for a moment, then quickly lowered her head and pretended to focus on the daughter in her arms.
As the dishes were slowly being served, Mo Ming reached out to take the daughter from her arms and said to her, "You eat first."
"It's fine, she'll fall asleep soon."
Mo Ming insisted on taking the child into his own arms. The little one opened her eyes to look at him, then, after a moment's hesitation, closed them again.
He hadn't held a child many times, and could count the instances on one hand. Seeing the little one not cry even when seeing his unfamiliar face made him feel slightly relieved.
He had thought seeing his unfamiliar face might scare the child into crying.
Opposite them, Su Nian said, "Once she's asleep, just put her in the baby carriage. Let's all have dinner."
