Qin Yirou placed the plate of melon slices on the glass coffee table in front of the living room couch before calling out, "Have a taste! I just cut them up. An old man selling vegetables in the market today said that he planted it himself. It's fresh and safe."
Yun Jian pierced a piece of melon with a toothpick and savored the taste while Si Yi grabbed the toothpick she had used without batting an eye and picked up a small piece of melon to munch and swallow.
He wore a tiny smirk, feeling honey drizzle into his heart when he saw Yun Jian glare at him like she was fuming, and complemented with a smile, "It's nice."
Qin Yirou did not see Si Yi taking the toothpick that Yun Jian had used but Ge Junjian caught it. Nevertheless, the elder man chuckled easily with a raise of his head and said nothing else. To Ge Junjian, children and their feelings should be left to their own discretion.
