The corners of Xiang Huai's lips twitched. He then picked up the other slipper and placed it at Lin Jing's feet. At nearly 1.9 meters tall, he squatted down. He was a cold and heartless person, but at this moment, he was gentle and helpless. "Mom, although the ground is warm, it isn't clean, is it? You're barefoot."
Lin Jing kicked him and even rubbed the dust on his pants before putting on her slippers.
Seeing her small action, the corners of Xiang Huai's lips twitched. His gaze landed on his calf, where he could see a spot of dirt.
Seemingly sensing his gaze, Lin Jing snorted. "Why? Only your Xixi is allowed to hit you, eh. I only hit you with my foot and you still scorn me?"
Xiang Huai: "I don't mind it, but Mom, I'm planning to wear this pair of pants to Xixi's house tomorrow. You've dirtied me…"
Lin Jing pouted. "Why? Do you only have one pair of pants?"
