"It's tasty, tasty, the peach is tasty." Yangyang didn't care if his clothes were dirty or not at that moment, and he was holding a peach bitten beyond recognition, wanting to share it with his mom, "Mom, eat, mom, eat."
Yang Chuxia felt a tug at her heart as she saw him holding out the peach to her mouth.
He had turned the peach a bit unsightly, it was all covered in his saliva.
"Take a bite." Yangyang, unaware of his mother's disgust, was still holding it up sincerely, his big eyes twinkling, "Take a bite, it's good."
Faced with such an earnest Yangyang, Yang Chuxia felt it would be a crime not to eat, so she took a bite, "Delicious, Yangyang is so good."
"Dad, you take a bite too." Seeing that Yang Chuxia had bitten it, Yangyang hurriedly offered it to Ye Zi'an's mouth. Ye Zi'an frowned at the peach in his hand; it looked quite unappealing after being gnawed on.