Alex walked toward them and lifted Callia into his arms.

Callia stopped drinking her formula for a moment to greet her uncle.

Alex placed a kiss on her cheek. He said, “I see you’re drinking your milk.”

Callia paused again and lifted her bottle to Alex’s mouth. She stared at him with her big eyes, asking if he wanted some.

She was generous enough to share her food with Uncle Alex.

“I’m not drinking. You can have it all.”

Callia continued drinking her formula after Alex refused her offer.

She quickly finished the bottle as she was hungry and craving milk.

After that, she handed the bottle to Alex, wanting him to wash it for her.

He put her down and went to the bathroom to wash the bottle.

By the time he was done, Grandma May already had Callia in her arms and was about to head downstairs.

“Put Lil’ Pie down, Nana,” Alex called.

Grandma May turned to look at him. She asked, “What’s the matter?”

After putting the bottle back, Alex walked over and said in a serious tone, “