The little guy took the wafer cookies, lowered his head to tear open the package, then hopped off the sofa, followed Tang Li into the kitchen while eating cookies: "Why are you the only one at home?"
"I live alone." After Tang Li spoke, she turned on the tap to wash her hands.
"You don't spend New Year's with your parents?"
Tang Li didn't respond further, dried her hands, turned around and looked at him: "Once you finish the cookies, I'll take you home."
"My butt hasn't even warmed the seat yet, and you're already asking me to leave." Song Jingtian was a bit dissatisfied and followed Tang Li out of the kitchen: "It's still early, not even ten o'clock yet."
Fearing he might get thirsty from the cookies, Tang Li poured him a cup of warm water: "Your family will worry if you always run out like this."
After speaking, she placed the water glass on the coffee table and picked up the synopsis of "Phoenix Concubine" to read.
The little guy leaned over: "What are you reading?"
