"How can a one-year-old baby have so much on her mind?" Luo Qingli looked at Tiantian, completely unsure of what she wanted to grab.
However, after thinking for a moment, she figured that kids probably didn't really understand much yet. "But what's going on with Suansuan? He's picking up all his sister's stuff."
"He's smart!" Gu Yuying nudged his gold-framed glasses, feeling that his son was bound to surpass him when he grew up.
"I don't see it." Can you really tell whether kids are smart at this age?
"Not strange at all." Gu Yuying smiled and glanced at Luo Qingli. "Hungry?"
The abrupt shift in topic left her somewhat thrown. How did the conversation jump so quickly? One second he was mocking her intelligence, the next he was asking if she was hungry.
Fortunately, Luo Qingli didn't take it to heart. "I'm okay. I had bread on the plane earlier, so I'm not hungry yet."
