SUN raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a big smile.
Jing Jiaren was delighted. She really wished that Ximen Longting was here and could hear her son calling him with her own ears.
I really like my son's smile, it is as sunny as his name...
Wilson brought supper and set it on the table.
"Baby, come and replenish some energy."
When SUN saw the food, although he was not very interested, he did not show any resistance or disgust anymore.
It seems that what Ximen Longting said to him really worked.
"Uncle Wilson," SUN patted the sofa next to him, "Sit down."
"Uh, young master..."
"Wilson, just sit down and eat. That will make SUN happier." Jing Jiaren smiled gently.
Wilson looked at Jing Jiaren, then at SUN, and sat down slightly cautiously.
SUN had to take the initiative to serve the rice, and Jing Jiaren didn't stop him.
"Uncle Wilson, yours."
"Thank you, young master." Wilson hurriedly picked it up with both hands, his stern face shook slightly, and he looked flattered.
SUN filled another big bowl: "The queen's."
"Good son."
SUN filled another bowl and asked: "Dad...when will he come back?" Is it still not smooth?
"I don't know, let's eat first... After dinner, I'll ask you, Uncle Wilson, to take a look." Jing Jiaren put vegetables into SUN's bowl, "Eat more."
SUN picked up the rice and silently put the pieces of meat aside.
Jing Jiaren saw it and sighed inwardly, wondering when this shadow would be completely repaired.
"My son doesn't eat meat, so let's eat more custard." Jing Jiaren looked at the bowl of custard, "This is your favorite, it's smooth and tastes like pudding."
SUN doesn't like to eat scrambled eggs, but he likes to eat egg custard, which is the same as Ximen Longting.
"Okay(^o^)/!"
"Here, this bowl is yours. Uncle Wilson and I don't like it."
Wilson nodded hurriedly: "I don't like eating, I like eating meat... If you like it, young master, eat more."
SUN then picked up the bowl on the side, took a spoon, and solemnly scooped out half of the custard.
"Why did you set aside the food? It's so little, can't you finish it?" Jing Jiaren was worried that her son, who doesn't eat meat, wouldn't be able to keep up with nutrition.
SUN still had a serious face: "Leave half of it for the old man."
"..."
"What I like, he also likes to eat!"
Jing Jiaren thought she heard wrongly. In the past, he would have been thankful if he didn't compete with Ximen Longting to eat!
I remember that in the past, even if he ate to full stomach, he would not leave a bite for Ximen Longting...
"It would be great if your dad were here!"
"Master." Wilson immediately put down the bowl and stood up straight.
Jing Jiaren looked at the door and found Ximen Longting standing there with a coat hanging on his arm.
Wilson had already stepped forward, picked up his master's coat and hung it aside. Ximen Longting glanced at the coffee table. Jing Jiaren looked at him with a smile: "Ximen Longting, did you hear everything? My son left custard for you!"
Ximen Longting glanced at SUN expressionlessly, folded his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the bathroom with two long legs.
Jing Jiaren couldn't believe that Ximen Longting didn't see what SUN did just now.
Why is this dad like this? He doesn’t show any sign at all!