Before Can Can could even call her "Auntie," Shen Jia Zhou let go of her hand.

Can Can watched as her uncle walked quickly toward the kitchen.

The cake and milk then walked over to Cancan, and Cancan simply squatted down to move them around first, leaving her aunt and uncle aside.

Shen Jiazhou followed him into the kitchen and said, "Didn't you say I'd do it?"

Aunt Zhang made Can Can's favorite wontons this morning. She prepared the filling and base, so all she had to do was put the wontons in the pot to cook.

Shen Jiazhou looked at Wen Shuqiao, who was stirring the pot with a spoon to prevent some of the wontons from sticking to the bottom.

She was still wearing her pajamas, her face was pale, but she looked beautiful no matter how you looked at her.

Shen Jiazhou simply couldn't control his smile.

But Wen Shuqiao didn't look at him, staring at the pot and said, "It's just something I did. Is Cancan ready yet?"

"I'm up," Shen Jiazhou replied. "I've washed my face, brushed my teeth, applied baby cream, and changed my clothes."

Wen Shuqiao then turned to look at him. Shen Jiazhou's eyes were bright; he was just waiting for her to look at him.

She glanced at it twice, then looked away.

Shen Jiazhou first glanced back at Can Can to make sure the little brat wouldn't suddenly come over before taking a step closer to Wen Shuqiao.

Wen Shuqiao said, "Go further away."

Shen Jiazhou said, "No, I just want to be closer to you."

Wen Shuqiao commented, "I've never seen you so shameless before."

"You complimented me on my looks just fifteen minutes ago, how can you be so shameless as to look at me now?" Shen Jiazhou said, dissatisfied. "I demand that you take it back."

Wen Shuqiao had originally intended to keep a straight face, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh. She put the spoon aside and turned to look at Shen Jiazhou: "Isn't that childish?"

“Not naive.” Shen Jiazhou said without changing his expression, “I’m telling the truth, not saying anything naive.”

“Can Can likes to say that when she’s being unreasonable.” Wen Shuqiao raised her hand to turn off the stove, and used a spoon to scoop the wontons into the sauce bowl. They smelled delicious.

"This naive little kid, take the breakfast out. Can Can must be hungry."

Shen Jiazhou snorted: "Even if we're just kids, out of the three of us, I'm the oldest."

Even being a month older is still a big deal!

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but look at him again, but Shen Jiazhou winked at her and went out with the bright little wontons.

She also heard Shen Jiazhou say, "Little Can Can, come here! Your little auntie has cooked your favorite wontons. Come and eat with your big friend here!"

What's going on?

Wen Shuqiao gave a helpless twitch of her lips and put the remaining wontons into a bowl.