Say it's alike, and Daddy will be offended.
Say it's not, and Momo will be offended.
As a consummate peacemaker, Han fell into deep thought.
Huo Tingdong narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is this question very difficult? Does it look like you or not?"
Han lifted his head and honestly replied: "It does, but the mouth isn't as crooked."
Huo Tingdong: "..." So if Momo hadn't drawn that crooked stroke, it would have looked 100 percent like him?
Is he that ugly?
He might not pay much attention to his own looks, but ever since he was young, people have always complimented him on being handsome; this sugar figurine, on the other hand, had nothing to do with being handsome.
Huo Tingdong felt somewhat annoyed: "Do you think Daddy looks as ugly as this little figurine?"
Han widened his eyes: "Not ugly at all! Why would this sugar figurine be ugly? Except for the crooked mouth."