"Brother, have some candy."
The little one took a candy from the small crossbody bag she had been carrying for two years and handed it to Mo Jingchun.
No matter how big the trouble, eating a piece of candy makes it sweet.
At least, that's how it is in Candy's world.
Sometimes, when feeling wronged, Candy would take out a candy from her small crossbody bag to comfort her little soul.
Mo Jingchun was stunned for a moment, then took the candy, and a smile appeared on his face the next second.
The candy was indeed sweet in the mouth.
"Brother, is it tasty?"
"Yes, it's tasty."
After getting the answer she wanted, the little one also took out a piece of candy, unwrapped it, and put the sweet candy into her mouth.
Mo Jingchun patted the little one's black hair gently and said softly:
"You can't eat too much candy, okay?"
The little one looked up at her brother in confusion.
Was her brother telling Guoguo not to eat too much candy, or that candy shouldn't eat too many snacks?
