"Eat this."
Chenchen, who had been silent, came over too. He held out a small cake from the table to Nan Xia.
This sweet and greasy food was not something he could touch; it was prepared for Sweetie Yu and her.
Nan Xia smiled and patted his head: "We still have to eat dinner later."
Although she said so, she still ate a mouthful of cake to show her appreciation.
She looked at Chenchen carefully and asked in a gentle voice, "How have you been feeling lately?"
Chenchen replied, "Pretty good, I just had a check-up, I'll show you the report."
After speaking, he turned and went into the room. When Nan Xia used to be his private physician, she would always check his medical reports, and Chenchen was very familiar with this.
Nan Xia watched his small figure and said helplessly: "Be careful, don't run too fast."
Chenchen came back very quickly. He had kept many check-up reports in his drawer, piled high. Since Nan Xia cared, he had been saving every report.