"Last time you threw away my little backpack, you have to buy me a new one. I want exactly the same kind, and it has to be even bigger, so it can hold more snacks."
"Backpack?" Jun Moyan furrowed his brows slightly, "There's plenty of room around the house to store your snacks, you don't need a backpack."
"But I just want one." Wen Xiao'ai reached out and tugged at his clothes, pouting.
The one thing Jun Moyan couldn't resist was Wen Xiao'ai's pouting and tears, but remembering how last time she packed a little backpack and threatened to leave home, he just...
"Pick something else."
"I want this one. If you won't buy it for me, I'll find a way to buy it myself."
Jun Moyan helplessly asked, "Do you really just want the backpack to hold snacks?"
"Yeah." Wen Xiao'ai nodded confidently.
"Then I'll buy you a new one."
If Jun Moyan knew that Wen Xiao'ai wanted the backpack to carry snacks for Ye Qi, he would have been furious.