ever since teng qingze frequently went to the mu family to play with the little dumpling, he would look at his parents with a strange expression every time he came home.
when he was eating, he did not stare at the food on the table. instead, he looked at teng siqing and then he jinsi.
after a long time, teng siqing finally couldn't stand it anymore. she couldn't help but ask,"qingze, why aren't you eating? did he have something to tell his parents? did you not have a good time with your friends today and have a fight?"
teng qingze shook his head. " no... we didn't quarrel. "
"it's good that you didn't quarrel. if you're unhappy, you have to tell mommy, okay?"
teng qingze nodded obediently.
teng siqing patted his little head and scooped a bowl of soup for him.
teng qingze lowered his head to eat, but not long after, he raised his head again and stole a glance.
the moment he met teng siqing's eyes, he quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.