Chapter 112 - He Looks More Like a Black Watermelon (1/2)

”Meoww...Meo” The guy who slept till after sunrise was awake.

Startled, Yue Wan stepped closer to the stove in an attempt to create some distance between her and Ye Xian. She didn't know why she became so weak in front of him. They needed some distance between them so they didn't act inappropriately before the little guy.

Yue Wan felt even more embarrassed. The burning redness went from her ears to her graceful, thin, white neck.

Rubbing against his mommy's leg, Little Bao made more meowing sounds like he wanted to be hugged.

Before Yue Wan could bend over and pick him up, Ye Xian picked up the little guy in his embrace, he scolded, ”You shouldn't disturb her when she is cooking, what if she got hurt?” He tapped his small nose.

Little Bao gave him and a snort and move his body toward his mother with a whining, 'Mommy, this guy peeked at you when you were sleeping. He is a big pervert.'

Ye Xian had black lines behind his head, 'Is he talking about me?!?”

Before she could speculate on what Little Bao was trying to say, the rice was finished cooking to just the right consistency.

She opened the lid to added some salt and seasonings, then she garnished it with some crushed peanuts on top.

Ye Xian and Little Bao's stomach grumbled at the same time with a loud noise.

With a smile in her eyes, Yue Wan tried to restrain her laughter. ”I have plenty for all.”

They both looked down in embarrassment. Moreover, they lost their face and dignity in front of their beloved woman. '....'

Yue Wan served everyone a bowl of porridge that she had made.

Yue Xiang's tongue was extremely satisfied with the food. He even snapped a photo of it so that he could send it to ”someone” just to rub it in the special treatment he was getting. Well everyone knows who that ”someone” was.

”This is the time for payback.” He muttered

After he sent the message, his gaze traveled to Little Bao, who was busy stuffing his mommy's food in his mouth. Yue Xiang couldn't resist stretching his hand to pinch that brat's cheek and mock him.

”The Vet had previously said that you should watch what you eat since you needed to lose some weight. Yet here you are, stuffing your face full of food.”

Shooting his Uncle a look of hostility, Little Bao continues to eat his food, not bothering to speak back to him. 'I shouldn't waste mommy's food.'

Yue Wan frowned. ”Do you have to pick on my son every time?”

In a deep, low voice, Yue Xiang said, ”I am just concerned about his weight gain. Look at his face, does it look like a cat? No! He looks more like a black watermelon. Who would want a watermelon as a son?”

Little Bao's back stiffened and his entire face was frozen. That was a heavy blow to his little heart. His dramatic eyes looked at his mommy, the rim of his eyes were filled with tears.