Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mo Qishan grinned in satisfaction. “Did you think that Tangtang would hate eating fish just because you do?” He chortled in delight. “Tangtang is just like me! Fish is her favorite food!”
He was practically raising his victory flag, announcing his first win.
Mo Heng: “…”
In his heart, he couldn’t accept this loss. Yet, there was nothing he could do.
Mo Heng stared at Tangtang, who was back in her baby chair. She kicked her pudgy legs and pointed her little hand towards the braised fish dish on the table, signaling that she wanted more.
Dear baby, you are a mermaid. How can you enjoy eating braised fish?
Tagntang accepted the fish that Mo Qishan fed her while happily replying to Mo Heng in her heart:
Big Brother, our mermaid clan eats fish too. But the fish you humans make is really delicious!
Ah woo!
Fortunately, she had escaped from her clan. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the chance to eat such delectable fish!
Tangtang waved her arms in the air, her plump little hands swaying back and forth. She was exceedingly happy, and her innocent, guileless behavior made everyone fond of her.
After dinner, Mo Qishan carried Tangtang into the living room to watch TV.
The little child had eaten so much that her tiny belly was round. However, she wasn’t tired out and treated Mo Qishan’s large, sturdy legs like a slide. She’d climb up and slide down them repeatedly. There was no end to her joyous playtime.
She even stepped on Mo Qishan’s stomach in order to climb up to his shoulders. She would plant her pudgy legs onto the King of Hell’s face, pulling his hair, treating him like a horse…
In those few seconds, Mo Heng actually became envious of that little dumpling.
When he was a child, glancing at Mo Qishan’s angry face was considered overstepping his boundaries, let alone treating him like a slide or horse ride.
And in front of Tangtang, the infamous ice god, Mo Qishan, was grinning like a simple, honest man!
Mo Heng: I was the one who rescued this little mermaid!
Envious, Mo Heng cleared his throat before snatching the child from Mo Qishan’s arms with lightning speed. “Tangtang needs to sleep now. We’re heading back!”
However, Mo Qishan wasn’t done cuddling the child. Annoyed, he intended to snatch the child back. “The Mo Manor has so many rooms, yet you want to head back?”
Fang Lanxin had assumed that she would get a turn at carrying the child after Mo Qishan was finished. Overcome with disappointment, she could only agree with her husband. “Right. It’s rare for you to come back and visit. Sleep at home, with Tangtang.”
Mo Heng lowered his head and shot Tangtang a glance. “Tangtang is picky about where she sleeps. She can only sleep well at my place.”
Tangtang had already formed a tacit understanding with Mo Heng. She cleverly buried herself into Mo Heng’s arms and even used her plump, tiny fists to rub her eyes. Then, she opened her little mouth and gave a mighty yawn.
When Fang Lanxin saw this, she stopped Mo Qishan. “Forget it. This is Tangtang’s first home visit. Let’s not scare her! Let Mo Heng take her home first, and then get him to drop her off tomorrow…”
Mo Qishan threw Tangtang a sullen look. He tried to entice her. “Tangtang, Daddy’s home has many yummy foods. Does Tangtang want to sleep here?”
Mo Heng was speechless. “Dad, that’s cheating!”
Mo Qishan was incredibly tyrannical and overbearing. “But I didn’t lie to the kid!”
As long as Tangtang wanted it, he could purchase an entire shopping center’s worth of snacks.
Mo Heng was worried that Tangtang would truly be won over by Mo Qishan. He hurriedly signaled to the little lady with his eyes that they needed to go home.
Tangtang wrapped one hand around Mo Heng’s neck and pointed to the door with the other. “Go.”
Mo Heng beamed with pleasure and planted a sloppy kiss on Tangtang’s cheek. “Good girl!”
Only then did Mo Qishan let the kid go.
Once Mo Heng carried Tangtang away, Mo Qishan turned to Fang Lanxin and immediately started talking about transforming the room nearest to the master bedroom into a nursery, and installing a few play areas inside and outside the house.
Fang Lanxin: “?? Isn’t the room next door Mo Heng’s bedroom?”
Mo Qishan harrumphed coldly. “It doesn’t matter if that youngster returns or not. Tangtang must stay with us!”
Fang Lanxin cheerfully agreed and immediately ordered the butler to get to work.