She couldn't bear to see her son starving. Even though she really wanted to pursue perfection, Tong Wenya still gently touched Kiki's face, "Of course you can eat."
Kiki swallowed his saliva and rubbed his stomach. He shook his head. "I don't want to eat. Mommy must be waiting for someone she likes. It would be impolite if Kiki ate first."
Who said a child didn't know anything? Maybe they were more sensible than adults.
"It's okay. Mommy just invited a friend to dinner. He knows you're a child and can't bear to be hungry. He won't blame you for eating first."
"Mommy, is it me kissing Barbie?" Kiki looked up and asked.
"No."
"Where am I kissing Barbie?" Kiki asked again.
"Well... can you tell me when you're older? "Promise me one thing." Tong Wenya squatted down and looked at Kiki seriously.
"Okay!" Kiki looked at his mother seriously and listened to what she said.