"Mommy, I've eaten this, but it's delicious and delicious!" Ye Nianmo's small hand rolled up the spaghetti, trembling to put it in Xia Yihan's bowl.

Noodles were released and slid down halfway. Xia Yihan quickly grabbed the bowl and then silently touched Ye Nianmo's soft hair. Xia Yihan refreshed himself and took a big bite.

The phone in my pocket is ringing happily. Xia Yihan picks up. The phone is filled with the lovely voice of Youle: "I have finished my design work, and I want to share it with you!"

Xia Yiyan listened with envy, and his work was just a sketch. Youle had already drawn it. Some doubtful...