Yang Yongxian really liked the smell of burnt aroma. He couldn't help but take a bite. Before he could swallow, Cao Bajie's voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "Oh, the lunchbox fell down. I'm coming back to get it...",Liao Meiying held a tambourine in her hand, swaying it gently and teasing the child.,Liao Meiyin smiled and said, "When I fed him before, his eyes were squinting, like he was asleep. As soon as I put him on the bed, he woke up and wanted to play with me!"。