Qin Mingchun saw Qin Mingbao sitting next to Qin Liuxi, like a little Gate God, and thought to himself that he couldn't let his thighs be hugged away. He stood up and said, "I want to sit with elder sister."
While saying this, he also cautiously glanced at Qin Liuxi with a timid expression and asked, "May I?"
Qin Liuxi looked into his dark, gleaming eyes, which conveyed both caution and hope, and said, "Sit wherever you wish; you're five years old, can't you even decide that for yourself?"
"Then Grandmother, Mother, I'll sit here," Qin Mingchun moved to the seat next to Qin Liuxi.
Mrs. Wang's mouth curved in a smile, "As you like."
Qin Mingqi looked at their table full of younger family members, with only himself sitting with Old Mrs. Qin's table, and that too full of female relatives, immediately feeling as if sitting on pins and needles.
Should he also move back to the younger ones' table?
But then the dishes were served.
