Grandpa Ming had a stomachache at this dinner, and he didn't even eat a few bites, just watching his granddaughter feed others.

That stinky boy, has his hand broken!

At the age of eight, still want Yanyan to feed, don't be ashamed!

Yanyan too, why do you spoil him so much, don't forget that you are still a baby under five years old!

Grandpa Ming hated the iron and stared at Mingyan, so angry that he lost his temper, "Yanyan, the food is getting cold, let's eat."

Mingyan: "I'll eat after Momo finishes eating."

Grandpa Ming took a deep breath and said to a guy who didn't know how to care for his good granddaughter: "Momo, you are an older brother, you have to take care of your younger sister, not let your younger sister take care of you."

He's not partial, it's just too much of a stinky boy, he doesn't know how to take care of Yanyan at all.

Ming Mo lightly blinked his eyelashes, and finally listened to what Grandpa Ming said, and murmured, "Take care of my sister."

Yes, he is the elder brother and has to take care of Ayan.

But he likes Ayan to feed himself, and he is not happy when he thinks that there will be no Ayan to feed him in the future.

What should do, he doesn't seem to be a good brother.

Ming Mo was very distressed, watching Mingyan feed the food to his mouth, lowered his head and bit it.

"Momo, Yanyan is still hungry. Be good and eat by yourself."

Grandpa Ming's words made Ming Mo suddenly realize the problem. He then picked up the rice bowl in front of Mingyan and brought the vegetables to her mouth with chopsticks, "Ayan, ah."

The last one, motioning her to speak.

Mingyan naturally would not reject his kindness and accept his feeding.

So, Grandpa Ming didn't know if he was relieved or if his stomach hurt more.

Looking at the picture of the two children in front of you, one bite, one bite from me, feeding each other to eat.

I feel that sour water is coming out of mouth, and have an illusion of dazzling eyes, as if seeing them grow up after many years, they are also so loving...

Bah, what kind of love, this is called...

What is it called?

...

After dinner, Grandpa Ming took a rest in the courtyard, and then returned to his room exhausted physically and mentally.

Ming Mo's room was arranged next to Mingyan, and the two were staring wide-eyed in Mingyan's room.

"Momo, your room is on the left." She reminded.

"I want to see Ayan."

Mingyan thought he didn't want to sleep yet, "Then you can play here."

Ming Mo nodded.

When Mingyan took off her shoes and went to bed, she found someone following her, hugged her, rubbed her cheeks, and called out, "Ayan."

She softened her heart and patted his head.

Ming Mo: "Ayan feed me, I'll feed Ayan, okay?"

What he wants to express is whether we will feed each other in the future.

Nai He Mingyan didn't understand what he meant this time, and finally remembered that he had to train him to eat alone, and put on a serious expression, "Momo, tonight is the last time to feed you, you will have to eat by yourself in the future."

Ming Mo closed the eyes and fell down with her in his arms, his hoarse voice showed weariness, "Ayan, sleepy."

Mingyan pushed him, "Go back to your room and sleep."

"Sleepy."

"Ayan."

It started again, Ming Mo resorted to shouting his name and acting like a spoiled child.

Mingyan couldn't listen anymore after listening to it for two minutes.

Ming Mo opened his eyes, the color of his eyes changed instantly, and the blue eyes were bright and beautiful.

Seeing him so happy that even his eyes changed, Mingyan couldn't help laughing and coaxed softly, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, I'll be with you."

Ming Mo: "I want to listen to the story."

He remembered that Li Jiaman said that Ayan had told her nice stories. .

Mingyan turned to face him, "Okay, I'll tell you a story, one day..."