Facing this little rascal's invitation, Xia Qingqian chuckled and held Mario in her arms, "Alright, big sister will give you a hug. Mario, you shouldn't talk like that about Mommy, okay? Mommy wants the best for you, which is why she wants you to take these medicines." Xia Qingqian mimicked Mario's tone, speaking word by word.
"If big sister doesn't eat, I won't eat." Mario buried his little head into Xia Qingqian's neck, acting spoiled.
The woman was exasperated, her mouth twitching — this little rascal, talking about her like she's the Big Bad Wolf in front of strangers!
"Hehe..." The woman's facade cracked, and she threatened, "Mario, if you talk about Mommy like that, Mommy will be very sad, okay? Tonight you'll be sleeping in the nursery by yourself!"
"No, no, no—Mario wants to sleep with big sister tonight, not with Mommy!" Mario blurted out clearly, nodding repeatedly at Xia Qingqian, "Tonight the baby wants to sleep with big sister, is that okay?"
