"Jiaojiao, time for breakfast," Hu Yun approached with a greeting, obviously asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Ruan Jiaojiao lifted her head to look at her and called out, "Auntie."
"Ey, what a well-behaved child," Hu Yun complimented with a smile, walking up to her and squatting down in front of her: "Jiaojiao, can Auntie ask you something?"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Jiaojiao took a sip of her milk, and when she tilted her head back, she gently lowered her eyelids to look at the tenderly smiling Hu Yun. Her gaze flickered, and as she put down the cup, she pretended to be all innocent and nodded, "Okay, Auntie, ask away."
"Auntie wants to ask you, do you still remember my boy Xiaoxun, that Uncle? I remember you went to my house with him the last time; you two must have gotten along well, right?"
Ruan Jiaojiao wiped her little mouth and asked, "You mean Uncle Jiang?"
