So Leng Sichen changed his mind, "Switch to tea."
"Don't like tea either!" Xiaobai's face looked even worse.
Leng Sichen considered it merely a whim and asked nonchalantly, "Then what do you like?"
"Honey water!" The little guy stared at him, answering earnestly.
Leng Sichen was slightly taken aback, then glanced at the bandage on his hand; his deep eyes suddenly seemed to fill with stars, and with a light chuckle, he said, "Alright, honey water."
Xiaobai was finally satisfied, feeling quite clever.
Honey water is good for sobering up.
After breakfast, Leng Sichen was about to leave for work but stopped in his tracks at the entranceway, casting an extended glance at his son engrossed in a thick book on the sofa.
The nanny said the child was very easy to look after; just give him a book, and he could stay quietly at home all day.
