Little Star was dumbfounded and did not understand why his father would not allow himself to be close to his mother. He opened his innocent big eyes and looked at his mother eagerly, wanting her to decide for himself.
To his disappointment, his mother didn't seem to understand what he meant, and even showed a look of confusion: "What's the matter, baby?"
Little Star was feeling discouraged by the situation that he didn't have telepathy between himself and his mother. He lowered his head and scoot over. Looking very aggrieved and said: "Mom, I want to sleep with you at night."
"Okay." Cheng Huan glanced at Jiang Mingyuan and answered with a smile.
They are used to sleeping together anyway.
Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly. He held his son hand, somewhat disagreeing: "Little Star, you are already so big, you're mother can't sleep well."
Little Star understand these words, and a deep sense of crisis rose in his heart. Is this trying to drive him out?
No, he wouldn't separate from his mother!
Little Star glared at his father, and hurriedly express his dissatisfaction before his mother spoke: "Dad, I'm still young."
He is still young, so there is no problem sleeping with his mother!
Jiang Mingyuan holds his son's hand a little tighter and looked at the smiling woman. He helplessly reasoned: "You will be five years old during the Chinese New Year." It is an older child.
Little Star refused to give up: "Mom said that being taller is the big child."
With a straight face, he pointed out his shortcomings seriously and earnestly: "I'm still short."
Jiang Mingyuan: "..."
Okay, for a good reason.he can't refute it.
Cheng Huan watched enough of the play while the corners of her mouth became wider and wider and finally she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The father and son looked over at the same time.
"It's okay. It's okay, you both can continue." Cheng Huan waved her hand with an unconcealable smile on her face.
Being teased by her, Jiang Mingyuan finally felt a little embarrassed. He restrained his expression and changed the subject uncomfortably: "Let's stop talking about this. Let's go to dinner."
The entire eleventh floor on the cruise ship is a restaurant. Almost all the food you can think of can be found here. The buffet restaurant Jiang Mingyuan mention is close to the deck and has a large area.
The restaurant was very silent, the lights are a bit dim, soothing and beautiful music is playing. All kinds of delicacies are placed by the winding corridors, but only a few guests eating eat.
Little Star loves all kinds of desserts very much. As soon as he entered, he took the plate and rushed to the dessert area. In order to care for the children, the dining table here is designed to be very short. With Little Star height, he can directly get the food.
He put the plate on the countertop and moved things in a little bit. Most of these desserts are brightly coloured and attracting in shape. He kept loading the dessert until the plate couldn't be squeezed and then walked back with both hands.
Unlike their son's rich trophies, Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan only took a portion of seafood porridge. The porridge was freshly boiled, and it is a bit hot and needs to be cool down before eating.
Little Star took his plate of pastries and moved it. He put the plate on the table and started offering it: "Mom, look at my little cake!"
Cheng Huan raised her head and took a look: "Can you eat so much?"
"I can eat it!" little Star is extremely confident: "I'm hungry."
Cheng Huan: "... Then come on."
She paused and added: "You can't waste food, don't leave if you can't eat it."
"Okay!" The little guy agreed without hesitation.
Jiang Mingyuan filled a small bowl of porridge and put it in front of Cheng Huan, interceding with his son: "This is too much."
"Let him know the truth within his power." The temperature of the porridge in the bowl was just right, and Cheng Huan lowered her head and took a sip: "It tastes really good."
Seeing her like this, Jiang Mingyuan knew that it was useless to intercede. He sighed and glanced at his son with some pity.
"Dad?" Little Star panicked when he saw his father looking at him like that.
"It's okay, let eat." Jiang Mingyuan looked at him and said: "If you can't eat it, Dad will help you."
Jiang Mingyaun always really loves his son, but his love was completely ignored. When Little Star heard this, he thought his father was going to grab something from him, so he quickly reached out to protect the plate of desserts: "I'll feed my mother."
Jiang Mingyuan: "..." Little white-eyed wolf!
"Puff." Cheng Huan was eating, and can't help but laugh after listening to the exchange between the father and son. There was something in her mouth, and when she laughed, grains of rice choked into her throat, so her happiness immediately becomes a sorrow, and she couldn't stop coughing.
Cheng Huan was holding her chest, coughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up her waist. The father and son on the other side quickly put down the things in their hands and patted her on the back. It took a long time for Cheng Huan to come back and raised her head to thank Jiang Mingyuan.
Jiang Mingyuan retracted his hand and pursed the corner of his mouth: "Be careful."
Cheng Huan looked away, feeling a little ashamed that she was so old and she still made such a mistake.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.
At the critical moment, Little Star but in. The little guy dances beside her: "Mom, mom and me!"
"Thank you, Little Star." Cheng Huan turned her head and said while rubbing his hair.
Because she had coughed for too long, she still had some tears in her eyes, and it makes her looked pitiful and innocent. Jiang Mingyuan's throat tightened. He took a deep look at her, returned to his position, and said lightly: "Eat carefully, don't do anything else. "
"Got it..." Cheng Huan said. She patted her son on the back saying she was okay and told him to go back. Little Star stares at her without blinking. After making sure that his mother was fine, he then returned to his seat and chose a cake from the plate. He then handed over the best little cake to his mom: "Mom, you eat it."
When Cheng Huan saw the cake, she remembered the conversation between the father and son. The corner of her eyes twitched, and she took the cake from Little Star. Somehow, she had a wicked look, and she shows it in front of Jiang Mingyuan: "Would you like to eat it? ?"
"No. This cake is for mom!" Little Star thought that his mom was going to give the cake to his dad, and he stood on tiptoe to stop it. His anxious little face was red. With a flash of inspiration, he found the most unsightly cake from the plate for his dad: "This one for Dad."
The man on the opposite side looked at all this with a bit of helplessness on his face. He glanced at Cheng Huan as if he was watching an ignorant child: "Eat well."
"Oh." Jiang Mingyuan eye attack was still a bit powerful, and Cheng Huan didn't dare to make trouble anymore and ate quietly.
The taste of the pastries in the restaurant was good, the sweetness is moderate, and it is not greasy to eat. However, no matter how good it is, Little Star can't finish all the food on the big plate.
At first, he was full of confidence and still felt distressed over the cake he gave to his father. He felt it was a pity that he missed one. However, this confidence disappeared after he ate three small cakes.
Three small cakes were enough to fill his stomach, the cream seemed to stuck in his throat, and Little Star finished the last thing on his hand. He looked at the rest of the plate with bitterness and didn't want to move at all.
But he is a very committed child, thinking about what he promised his mother, Little Star sighed. He reluctantly takes another cake and took a bite.
His situation was seen by the two adults next to him. Jiang Mingyuan was still reluctant to let the child eat it all. Seeing that Little Star really couldn't eat it anymore, he took and ate the rest.
Little Star is no longer protecting the food. He opened his eyes wide, looking at his father as if he was looking at an angel. He handed over the cake that he nibbles on his hand: "Daddy will give you this too."
"No." Jiang Mingyuan rejected it with disgust.
"Okay." Little Star was disappointed. He felt that Dad was not so radiant. He retracted his hand and looked at the plate in front of him: "Dad, you have to finish it all."
Little Star took ten different kinds of small cakes. Except for the ones that were previously distributed and eaten by themselves, there are now four on the plate. These cakes are small in size and they look pretty. They are delicious for those who love desserts, but Jiang Mingyuan doesn't like sweet things and was full. For him, these can only be regarded as suffering.
No way, who made him give birth to such a son?
The man has a very light expression, eating the little cake one bite at a time. He has an elegant manner and does not move fast or slow. When eating, he does not get the cream on his lips as others do. Cheng Huan sat opposite of him, watch Jiang Mingyuan eat without expression, somehow she felt a little pitiful.
Cheng Huan felt ridiculous when this thought came out. How could he be pitiful?
It's just strange. Not only was this idea not suppressed, but it became stronger and stronger over time. Cheng Huan watched Jiang Mingyuan eat the third cake one bite at a time and finally reached out to get the last one.
She took the first step. As soon as she is about reached for the cake, Jiang Mingyuan's hands also fell. Their hand meets and their finger touched. It was as if electric current passed through them. Both hands trembled. Cheng Huan took the opportunity to take the cake over and smiled at him and Say: "I'll eat this last one."