"Dad, don't try to lie to me," the little girl hummed, "I'm so smart! You're dying obviously, so your health is not good!"
Lu Junhan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Who do you think is dying?"
The little girl still didn't notice the danger coming: "Dad, you—"
"Ah, Lili!"
Song Qingwan quickly hugged the little girl:
"Auntie just remembered that the bad watermelon you used to seem to have not finished eating. Shall we finish eating the watermelon before eating?"
The little girl hesitated: "But, Dad..."
"Relax," Song Qingwan knew instantly, and said, "Your father, my aunt will watch him eat, and promise to let him eat up and make him a great body, okay?"
The little girl nodded slightly: "...Well then."
Then, she looked at Lu Junhan who was expressionless, and the little milk said in a crisp voice:
"Dad, you have to listen to your auntie's words obediently, you can't skip eating, it's bad for your health. Lili will go to eat watermelon first, and come back to you later."
The old man hurriedly held it down to get up and kill Lu Junhan, who didn't know the height of the girl.
"You bastard, calm down, isn't this girl still small? And, she is also for your health, right?"
The indifferent and expensive man's thin lips overflowed with a cold smile:
"So, I have to thank her? Okay, I promise to leave her a complete body later."
"..."
The little girl didn't even know that she had bounced again and again after closing the ghost door.
Had it not been for the presence of two elderly people at home, her fart stock would have been smashed by her father!
Not to mention sitting on the sofa leisurely and eating watermelon.
When she finished eating the watermelon, Song Qingwan secretly took care of the big bowl of food.
"Look! Lili, auntie didn't lie to you," Song Qingwan pointed to the empty bowl and said with a smile, "Your father has finished eating."