To Be the Beloved of

"Little one, you're awake! Come have some egg custard, it smells so good.",He gritted his teeth and cursed a string of insults, then when he saw Tang Xiaonuan's astonished face, he transformed into a doting grandfather. His oily face was plastered with smiles, grinning so wide that his neck seemed to disappear. Tang Xiaonuan's panicked heart felt a little more settled.,The aroma of eggs constantly drifted into her nose. Tang Xiaonuan swallowed involuntarily, her mouth watering. Aunt Xu Jin, a portly woman, smiled even more kindly, ready to feed the little darling. A roar of anger from a boy came from the outer room.。