Ning Huan looked at the four little ones who were all looking at her, and nodded, saying, "Eat up, this is something I made especially for you. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Upon hearing this, the four little ones rushed forward and each grabbed a piece of pastry.
Seeing the several adorable little ones so terrified of her, Ning Huan felt bad.
Ning Huan could see how the original owner treated the four little dumplings in her memories.
Regardless of who the current owner of this body is, she needs to apologize and correct her attitude towards the little ones.
That's why she apologized to Zhou Jing'an.
The four little ones ate the fragrant pastries and couldn't help but happily exclaim, "Oh my god, these pastries are so delicious!"
"It smells so good! I think it smells even better than the pastries that Little Peach brought back from town!"
"Exactly, her food isn't nearly as good as this!"
The three little ones praised it, but Da Bao stopped after only two bites.
Seeing this, Ning Huan stepped forward and asked, "Da Bao, why aren't you eating?"
Da Bao glanced at her but ignored Ning Huan. Then, holding the pastries, he walked towards Zhou Jing'an and said, "Daddy, you eat."
Looking at his sensible son, Zhou Jing'an patted his head tenderly and said, "You eat, Daddy has already eaten."
"You eat, Father. A little is enough for me."
When the other three children saw Da Bao handing the pastries to his father, they all stepped forward as well.
"Father, eat mine!"
"Father, I also have some pastries I haven't finished eating!"
Looking at the sensible little ones, Ning Huan said, "You can eat now. I made a lot, and your father has already eaten."
Zhou Jing'an smiled helplessly and said, "I really did eat some. You guys eat more, it's okay."
Hearing this, the four little ones stopped insisting on feeding Zhou Jing'an noodles and pastries.
Ning Huan also handed one to Zhou Lan: "Big sister, you should try one too."
Zhou Lan nodded and took one to eat as well. The pastry was smooth and creamy. Ning Huan saw the four little dumplings looking at her and nodded, saying, "Eat up, this is something I made especially for you. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Upon hearing this, the four little ones rushed forward and each grabbed a piece of pastry.
Seeing the several adorable little ones so terrified of her, Ning Huan felt bad.
Ning Huan could see how the original owner treated the four little dumplings in her memories.
Regardless of who the current owner of this body is, she needs to apologize and correct her attitude towards the little ones.
That's why she apologized to Zhou Jing'an.
The four little ones ate the fragrant pastries and couldn't help but happily exclaim, "Oh my god, these pastries are so delicious!"
"It smells so good! I think it smells even better than the pastries that Little Peach brought back from town!"
"Exactly, her food isn't nearly as good as this!"
The three little ones praised it, but Da Bao stopped after only two bites.
Seeing this, Ning Huan stepped forward and asked, "Da Bao, why aren't you eating?"
Da Bao glanced at her but ignored Ning Huan. Then, holding the pastries, he walked towards Zhou Jing'an and said, "Daddy, you eat."
Looking at his sensible son, Zhou Jing'an patted his head tenderly and said, "You eat, Daddy has already eaten."
"You eat, Father. A little is enough for me."
When the other three children saw Da Bao handing the pastries to his father, they all stepped forward as well.
"Father, eat mine!"
"Father, I also have some pastries I haven't finished eating!"
Looking at the sensible little ones, Ning Huan said, "You can eat now. I made a lot, and your father has already eaten."
Zhou Jing'an smiled helplessly and said, "I really did eat some. You guys eat more, it's okay."
Hearing this, the four little ones stopped insisting on feeding Zhou Jing'an noodles and pastries.
Ning Huan also handed one to Zhou Lan: "Big sister, you should try one too."
Zhou Lan nodded and took one to eat as well. The pastry was smooth and creamy. Ning Huan saw the four little dumplings looking at her and nodded, saying, "Eat up, this is something I made especially for you. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Upon hearing this, the four little ones rushed forward and each grabbed a piece of pastry.
Seeing the several adorable little ones so terrified of her, Ning Huan felt bad.
Ning Huan could see how the original owner treated the four little dumplings in her memories.
Regardless of who the current owner of this body is, she needs to apologize and correct her attitude towards the little ones.
That's why she apologized to Zhou Jing'an.
The four little ones ate the fragrant pastries and couldn't help but happily exclaim, "Oh my god, these pastries are so delicious!"
"It smells so good! I think it smells even better than the pastries that Little Peach brought back from town!"
"Exactly, her food isn't nearly as good as this!"
The three little ones praised it, but Da Bao stopped after only two bites.
Seeing this, Ning Huan stepped forward and asked, "Da Bao, why aren't you eating?"
Da Bao glanced at her but ignored Ning Huan. Then, holding the pastries, he walked towards Zhou Jing'an and said, "Daddy, you eat."
Looking at his sensible son, Zhou Jing'an patted his head tenderly and said, "You eat, Daddy has already eaten."
"You eat, Father. A little is enough for me."
When the other three children saw Da Bao handing the pastries to his father, they all stepped forward as well.
"Father, eat mine!"
"Father, I also have some pastries I haven't finished eating!"
Looking at the sensible little ones, Ning Huan said, "You can eat now. I made a lot, and your father has already eaten."
Zhou Jing'an smiled helplessly and said, "I really did eat some. You guys eat more, it's okay."
Hearing this, the four little ones stopped insisting on feeding Zhou Jing'an noodles and pastries.
Ning Huan also handed one to Zhou Lan: "Big sister, you should try one too."
Zhou Lan nodded and took one to eat. This pastry was smooth, sweet, and had a delicate fragrance, making it more delicious than any pastry she had ever eaten before.
Even she couldn't help but praise, "Sister-in-law, your pastries are really good."
Ning Huan waved her hand: "It's just ordinary pastry. My mother probably made it before, so I learned how to make it by following her."
Zhou Lan said, "I knew it! My third sister-in-law's skills weren't this good before. It turns out she learned how to make pastries from a young age."
She gave an awkward laugh: "My older sister is teasing me again."
Zhou Lan continued, "But in my opinion, if my third sister-in-law can cook in the future, the taste will definitely be amazing."
Zhou Jing'an, standing to the side, listened to Zhou Lan's words, but his gaze toward Ning Huan still held a scrutinizing quality.
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