Gu Xinzhou waved at Little Xiahua, "Little Xiahua, come over for breakfast!"
Little Xiahua trotted over to the terrace.
The morning sun had already spread across the dining table, and on the white European-style square table, four breakfasts were laid out.
Cassie initially smiled, but the moment he saw the breakfast, he froze, looked up, and gazed at Gu Xinzhou with astonishment, "Xiaozhou? What's this?"
"Baby meals!" Gu Xinzhou cheerfully pointed to the candy-sweet utensils filled with baby food, "This is chicken broth millet porridge, this is minced meat egg custard, this is fruit puree, this is vegetable puree, all soft and mushy, I just made them this morning, eat up."
The children were especially happy, ready to dig in.
Cassie looked at her somewhat despondently, "You want me to eat this with them?"
Cassie unconsciously touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue.