Chapter 137 Qiqi waited until his father had left before standing up. He gave An An a little push, and the two of them squeezed together onto the same swing, swaying back and forth. An An shifted over cooperatively and began calculating how many milk cakes he had left. Half for Qiqi, one whole for himself. Half for Qiqi, one for him. Qiqi had one piece in total. He had two. Once he was sure the distribution was perfectly fair, An An contentedly stuffed the extra piece into his mouth and…