Jian Zhiqin and Taotao in the family loved watching TV the most, but lately both had been taken back by their parents, and the TV wasn't turned on much. Qin Xiangnuan didn't watch it, and Jian Zhiqing watched it even less. However, when Qin Xiangyang came back, he would monopolize the TV and enjoyed watching it.
Jian Zhiqing touched the top of Qin Xiangnuan's head, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing," Qin Xiangnuan withdrew her wandering thoughts, while Jian Zhiqing sat by the bed, still holding a bowl of noodles – the same one from lunch.
"Brother Jian, why noodles again?"
She didn't dislike them, but eating the same thing all day seemed a bit dull.
"Still picky, huh?" Jian Zhiqing pinched Qin Xiangnuan's soft little face, "Your Brother Jian can only make noodles, so bear with it for now. When you're better tomorrow, I'll take you out for something delicious, together with your brother, okay?"