Ahem.
The little boy pinched his two small hands and pursed his lips. When he looked at Mo Boyuan, his eyes were full of accusations.
Hmph.
Dad was too bad, and he went behind Ningning's back to kiss mom again!
After that, he continued to walk in with a cold snort. Step by step, he used all his strength. When he passed by Mo Boyuan, he even used his little butt to bump into him before he pounced on his mom:
"Mom ~"
Fortunately, this little boy wasn't too heavy at the moment. If he was any heavier, she would probably fall backward from the pounce.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at his little expression, he seemed to have been wronged. Jiang Tingxu was very fond of him. Her hands habitually began to pinch her son's tender little face.
The feeling was really good.
Even until his little face was pinched into various shapes, he did not make a sound to stop him.
