Qiao An didn't need to pick up any food. Huo Xiaoran had already filled her bowl.
Angel QIao was jealous. "Uncle, I want you to eat too."
Huo Xiaoran picked up some food for the two children.
He was too busy to care about himself.
Qiao An teased him. "Are you a waiter?"
Huo Xiaoran smiled in satisfaction. "It's my honor to serve a few beauties."
Qiao An rolled her eyes. "When did you become so glib?"
Huo Xiaoran took a tissue and wiped Qiao An's mouth. Then, he said, "Didn't you give me a dictionary when I was in university? I know it by heart, but I've been helpless for so many years."
Qiao An was dumbfounded.
That electronic dictionary was actually a big fusion of the classic sentences she had found online. In any case, she copied and pasted them together and shared them with him. He actually took it seriously?
She couldn't help smiling.
