"Mommy, what are you cooking? I smell something burning."
Chu Ziyang walked into the kitchen, his little nose wrinkled as he spoke in a baby voice.
Lin Qian snapped back to reality, gasped, and hurriedly turned off the stove and opened the pot.
She was stewing eggs, and the water in the steamer had dried up.
"It's okay, it's okay, thankfully you arrived just in time, the stewed eggs are fine."
Lin Qian smiled at Chu Ziyang, put on oven mitts, and carefully brought out the stewed eggs. "Baby, have you washed up?"
"Mm."
"Then come have breakfast."
"Okay."
Chu Ziyang followed Lin Qian to the dining table, climbed onto the chair, and sat down, his dark eyes looking up at her. "Mommy, what were you thinking about just now?"
Were you thinking about daddy?
I wonder if daddy and mommy made any progress last night.
"I..."
Lin Qian sat down opposite Chu Ziyang, opened her mouth, thought of something, and scolded, "Baby, you've changed."
He had changed!