Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 389: Daddy, Mommy, I Want a Drink Too!

Over an hour later, the dining table at the Lu Family Mansion was filled with a variety of sumptuous dishes.

Song Dabai couldn’t hold back any longer, leaning over the table, sniffing here and there, occasionally licking his lips, making cute and amusing faces.

"Wow, it looks so delicious! There’s my favorite filet steak, sweet and sour pork, cola chicken legs, braised prawns... Wow, it smells so good!"

Unable to resist, Song Dabai reached out his little hand towards the plate of braised prawns.

Unexpectedly, someone slapped the back of his hand.

"Song Dabai, you haven’t washed your hands yet. Aren’t you going to wash them?!" Song Yinyin suddenly appeared behind him, pretending to scold him with a feigned anger.

"Oh." The little guy pouted, muttered a grievance, and trotted off to the bathroom to wash his hands.

In no time, he rushed back as fast as he could, holding up his chubby little hands and waving them in front of Mommy.

"Mommy, I washed them, can I eat now?"

"Not yet."

"Ah, not yet? But I’m so so hungry, I think I could eat a whole cow!" the little guy said, patting his little tummy.

Song Yinyin chuckled, gently tapping his little nose, "Go help Mommy get the chopsticks and bowls."

"Oh."

The little guy nodded and trotted off to the kitchen, taking his bowls and chopsticks from the hands of the butler grandpa.

"Mommy, I’ve brought the bowls and chopsticks. Can I eat now?"

"Just a little longer."

Song Yinyin smiled and looked towards the kitchen.

Lu Jihan had just taken off his apron and walked out, tiny beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

"Okay, Dabai, you can sit down now." Seeing Lu Jihan come out, Song Yinyin finally said.

The little guy eagerly picked up his bowl and chopsticks, grabbed a large cola chicken leg to his bowl, and began to feast on it delightfully.

He opened his little mouth, took a big bite, his bright black eyes wide open, shining with clarity.

"Wow! Daddy, this cola chicken is so delicious! It’s even better than the food Mommy and I have at the restaurants!"

Lu Jihan ruffled his hair and gave Dabai some shrimp, saying, "If you like it, eat more."

"Mmm mmm..." The little guy was so entranced by the food that he couldn’t even speak.

Song Yinyin turned to look at Song Dabai, who was eating heartily, and was at a loss for words.

Her son really gave his Daddy a lot of face...

Turning her head, she found that at some point, her bowl had a peeled braised prawn inside.

The man beside her said softly, "I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you’ve lost weight, eat more."

Her face flushes, and she looked up to see the gentle smile in the man’s eyes.

At this moment, Uncle Rong came out from the wine cellar with a bottle of wine and two tall glasses, the backyard had a small wine cellar, storing hundreds of various famous wines from around the world.

"Though tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, today is also a memorable day. Come, young master, Miss Song, let me pour you each a glass!"

"Oh, Uncle Rong, I won’t drink..."

Song Yinyin got up to refuse, but Uncle Rong had already poured a glass of red wine and handed it to her.

Suddenly, a small cup appeared in front of her, and Song Dabai chimed in, "Daddy, Mommy, I want a drink too!"

Song Yinyin was at her wit’s end: "You’re still a child, you can’t drink alcohol."

"I don’t care, I don’t care, I want a drink too," the little guy retorted stubbornly.