"Father," Mo Shu chided somewhat playfully, "what rules? You didn't mention any rules when you were holding the kids and feeding them, and these little ones don't understand anything, right, Little Tangguans?"
The little Tangguans all looked over.
The big one still had corn juice smeared around his mouth, clumsily nodding his head.
Little Tangguan: "Oh oh!"
The Emperor's intention to give Yu Siqiao a hard time was instantly dispelled by his beloved grandsons.
Alright then.
The big and little Tangguan quickly finished eating again.
Having woken up too early, the two little ones were starting to feel sleepy now, dozing off in their father's arms and soon fell quietly asleep.
The two rosy-cheeked little jars snuggled in Yu Siqiao's arms, trusting him greatly.
The Emperor didn't even find his meal appetizing anymore.
Finally, he put down his chopsticks and declared, "I'm not eating anymore!"
