Xiao Bao quickly went out for breakfast.
Everyone was already up, but they let her sleep in. A growing child needed her rest.
"Wow, this breakfast looks great."
"Let me see... fried eggs, grilled sausages, milk... are these noodles?"
Lin Feng shook his head. "They're rice noodles."
With so many people around, he didn't bother making the polite, empty offer, "Would you like some?" They wouldn't have understood it was just a courtesy anyway.
Another person came over. "Did you make all of this?"
Lin Feng nodded.
"My goodness, you're an incredible father. I've read what people say about you online. You're amazing."
Lin Feng just smiled, his eyes never leaving Xiao Bao.
Xiao Bao had a year or two of filming experience, and perhaps she truly had a talent for it. She could perform convincingly even when acting with imaginary props, and it never looked awkward.
