"Pfft..." The water Jian Yanyan just drank all sprayed out.
Nianzhi, with his big eyes open, said, "Godmother, if you're not thirsty, you shouldn't drink water. See, you've sprayed it all out."
"Who's thirsty?"
Suddenly, a low and cool voice sounded from behind.
Nianzhi happily crawled out of Jian Yanyan's arms, stood on the sofa, and shouted, "Wow, two thirsty people are back. Auntie, Auntie, let's order food, they're thirsty."
Qin Yin: "..."
Nan Sichen's mouth twitched, completely speechless.
He coolly glanced at everyone present. Cheng Hao sat there nonchalantly drinking water, but it was obvious he was holding back laughter, while Secretary Jin lowered her head, softly laughing, not looking at Nan Sichen, playing with her spoon.
Jian Yanyan was lying on the table, laughing so hard she couldn't get up.
"Who taught him that?" Nan Sichen said coolly.
"No one taught him. Nianzhi is smart, self-taught." Cheng Hao quickly distanced himself from the matter.
