Rong Jing withdrew his gaze and calmly ate the shrimp meat that Su Yinwan had peeled, still feeling unsatisfied.

After lunch.

Su Yinwan decided to show off her skills again; she was going to make a cake for the children.

The children were very excited and all said they wanted to participate.

Su Yinwan smiled and took out the ingredients and spread them on the dining table. Since the table was too high for them to reach, she put the chairs together in a row so that they could stand on the chairs.

Su Yinwan took out the eggs, thinking she would first prepare to whip the egg whites, since some of the children would also like to try.

Su Yinwan smiled and stood behind him, holding his small hand and slowly whisking it with an egg beater.

"That's right, just hold this handle like this and turn it like this, hey, that's great!"

Su Yinwan patiently taught the children while carefully answering their questions, and Rong Jing watched with rapt attention.

On such a beautiful afternoon, even just watching quietly, he felt very happy.

He seems to be becoming more and more interested in anything related to Su Yinwan.

Perhaps, without realizing it, he had already fallen into Su Yinwan's gentle embrace.

He was willing to fall for her.

The children, in a playful mood, picked up flour and used it to wipe each other's faces.

In no time, all the children had their faces covered in graffiti.

Of course, Su Yinwan was not spared either.

Everyone had a great time that day.

When children eat, drink, and play well, they are naturally in a good mood.

Su Yinwan loves children's innocence and longs for their carefree nature.

Rong Jing, however, was dreaming about their future, imagining the days when they would have many children.

Everyone has their own happiness and their own way of pleasing themselves.