"Dad, let me hold Little Sister for a while."
He reached out to grab his little sister but was smacked away by Ye Feng.
"I haven't held her enough, what are you trying to grab?"
Ye Feng glared at him unhappily, lifting up his daughter to keep her out of reach of his two troublesome sons.
"Hehe."
The little girl loved being held up high, giggling with delight.
"Good girl."
Hearing her soft, cooing voice, Ye Feng's heart nearly melted as he spun around with her in his arms.
"Hehe."
The little girl wasn't afraid of dizziness and laughed even more happily.
"Dad, let us hold Little Sister for a while."
The two sons watched enviously, howling in unison.
"Dinner's ready."-
Xie Ying walked over from the kitchen with a tray, lifting the door curtain to enter the room.
"You two."-
Ye Feng seized the opportunity to dismiss his two sons, "Bring the table onto the platform, help your mother get chopsticks, and set the table."
"Hey."