Xibao had already skilfully climbed onto the bed following Shang Kun's leg, reaching out for the milk candies in the plate. His chubby hands could only grab two or three at a time, and they kept falling out from his grip.
"Candy, mine, mine!" He said to Shang Kun.
Yang Fengying stifled a laugh, and Shang Kun replied, "Yes, the candies are yours, Xibao. No one's going to snatch them from you."
"Hm!" Xibao nodded with his little head, conveniently sitting next to the table. He reached out and offered a milk candy to Yang Fengying, merrily exclaiming, "Mine, mine!"
Feng Qingxue had already left, and Yang Fengying was unable to understand his meaning. She asked, "Is this for me?"
With a swift movement, Xibao snatched back the candy from her hand, grumpily declaring, "Mine!"
Shang Kun had interacted with Xibao quite a few times and quickly understood what Xibao meant. "Xibao, do you want us to help unwrap the candy wrapper for you?"
Xibao's eyes lit up, "Hmm hmm!"