After dinner, Jiang Mo didn't leave.
Baby Tangtang was sitting on the sofa playing Fruit Ninja on her big tablet, having a great time.
Jiang Mo peeled an orange for Wen Yan and fed it to her. When Baby Tangtang saw this, her mouth opened wide, wanting Daddy to feed her too.
"Daddy, Tangtang eat!"
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"What a little glutton."
Jiang Mo stuffed an orange slice into the little one's mouth.
Wen Yan pinched Baby Tangtang's little cheeks. "This is the orange Daddy peeled for me, why should I give it to you?"
"Tangtang good!"
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"Just because you're good, I should give it to you? This is what Daddy peeled for me, I can't give it to you."
Wen Yan rubbed her daughter's little cheeks with both hands.
The little one felt wronged and snuggled into Daddy's arms to complain.
"Daddy, Mommy bad!"
"Alright, honey, don't bully our daughter, or she'll cry in a bit."
Wen Yan raised the corner of her eyes. "Why are you giving her the orange you peeled for me?"
"She's still a baby, only three years old. What's wrong with her eating an orange? I'll peel another one for you, a bigger one."
Jiang Mo coaxed his wife softly.
He had to coax his daughter and his wife; he was too miserable.
Just thinking about it was a flood of bitter tears.
"Okay, I want this one, this is the biggest one," Wen Yan pointed to a large orange in the plate.
"Okay."
The little milk dumpling also stretched out her small hand, pointing to a very large orange. "Daddy, Tangtang eat this."
"Okay, wait for Daddy to finish peeling for Mommy and then peel for you, okay?"
The little milk dumpling shook her head, handed the big orange to Daddy, kissed Daddy's face, and said in a milky voice,
"Daddy, peel for Tangtang first."
Wen Yan wasn't happy and pinched the little one's little ear.
"Why should I peel for you first? Daddy should peel for Mommy first."
The little dumpling sniffed her little nose and said aggrievedly, "Tangtang eat."
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Wen Yan poked the baby's little forehead. "Do you understand the concept of first come, first served? Your daddy peeled for me first, then he'll peel for you."
"Tangtang first! Daddy likes Tangtang!"
"Me first."
Jiang Mo looked at the mother and daughter arguing in front of him and said helplessly, "In that case, you play rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins, I'll peel the orange for first, okay?"
Tangtang nodded, stretched out her little hand, and made scissors.
Wen Yan cupped Jiang Mo's face. "Hubby, I won."
Jiang Mo helplessly held his forehead. "Okay."
His wife was really so childish, deliberately coaxing her daughter.
Jiang Yao was watching with great interest; it was the first time he had seen the goddess like this.
What he saw online was an icy appearance, unsmiling, he never expected her to be so cute in private!!
Jiang Mo personally peeled the biggest orange for Wen Yan and placed it in her hand.
"Now, is that okay?"
Wen Yan nodded. "Okay, the orange my husband peeled for me is really big."
After speaking, she deliberately waved it in front of little Tangtang, who looked at it with envy.
"Daddy peeled it for Mommy."
The little one puffed out her cheeks in anger, asking Daddy to peel the orange she picked.
Wen Yan ate an orange segment and stuffed a piece into Jiang Mo's mouth.
"It's so delicious, so sweet. Hubby, you also try it, it's especially delicious. Isn't the orange I picked very good?"
"Yes, it's very sweet."
Baby Tangtang was extremely envious, looking at the orange in her mother's hand, wanting to eat it so much.
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Wen Yan deliberately asked, "Tangtang, do you also want to eat an orange?"
The little one shook her head and said angrily, "No eat, Tangtang have!"
After speaking, she pointed to the orange that Daddy peeled. Her orange was very big, it must be sweeter and more delicious than the one in Mommy's hand.
"Maybe your orange is very sour, not as sweet as Mommy's."
The little milk dumpling was fierce and said, "Tangtang orange sweet!"
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"If you think it's sweet, then it's fine," Wen Yan shrugged her shoulders, continuing to eat the orange her husband personally peeled.
Then she stuffed another one into Jiang Mo's mouth. "Is it very sweet? My taste is still good, right?"
Jiang Mo nodded. "Of course, this orange is indeed very sweet."
While speaking, the orange in his hand was also peeled.
"Tangtang, your big orange, Daddy has peeled it for you."
The little milk dumpling couldn't wait to take it. "Thank you, Daddy!"
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Jiang Mo looked doting. "You're welcome, eat it quickly, taste if it's very sweet?"
The little one broke off an orange segment and stuffed it into her mouth. As soon as she took a bite, her eyes and eyebrows squeezed together from the sourness.
Wen Yan almost laughed out loud looking at the little one like this.
"Tangtang, isn't the orange you chose very sour?"
Little Tangtang struggled to open her eyes, raised her hand and rubbed them. "Not sour, orange sweet!"
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She had to finish the orange she chose, even if she cried.
Wen Yan deliberately said, "Mommy thinks your orange is very sour. You even closed your eyes from the sourness just now."
"Not sour."
Her little head shook like a rattle drum.
Wen Yan continued, "Since it's not sour, then eat a few more for Mommy to see."
Little Tangtang stuffed another orange segment into her mouth, tears almost falling from the sourness, but she still had to smile and say,
"Not sour, orange sweet."
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Wen Yan couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
"Mo Mo, look at her, the orange she chose is so sour, she's almost crying from the sourness, but she's still saying it's sweet. I made her eat several."
"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter."
Wen Yan is second to none when it comes to tricking her daughter.
Jiang Mo helplessly held his forehead. "Honey, how can you trick our daughter like this? Her orange is already sour enough, and you still made her eat so much, her teeth will be sensitive from the sourness."
"Not sour, Daddy, not sour."
Little Tangtang's big black eyes were squeezed together from the sourness, and she was still saying it wasn't sour.
Wen Yan deliberately said, "Since it's not sour, finish eating this orange."
The little one's small face was wrinkled into a small bitter gourd, nodding.
"Okay •́‸ก."
Jiang Mo was dumbfounded and took the orange from the little one's hand.
"Baby, the orange is too sour, we won't eat it, Daddy will pick a sweet one for you."
"Daddy, not sour."
The milk dumpling shook her head, continuing to stubbornly deny it.
"Daddy knows it's not sour, we won't eat it."
Jiang Mo felt sorry for his daughter and picked the sweetest one for the little milk dumpling this time!
(இωஇ ) Baby Tangtang is too miserable!
