Compared to the audience's fuss, Xiao Bao was much calmer. After all, he had been used to double standards for a long time and was already immune to Jun Shiling's physical damage.
Xia Wanyuan yawned, her eyes filled with water. Jun Shiling's heart skipped a beat. Just as he tightened his grip on Xia Wanyuan's back, a milky-smelling little dumpling squeezed over.
"Mommy, I miss you so much." Xiao Bao's eyes curved into crescents as he hugged Xia Wanyuan's hand and burrowed into her arms, ignoring Jun Shiling's dark expression.
[The little cutie will always walk the path of courting death. How can he anger CEO Jun to death?]
[He's so cute. I think Xiao Bao must smell like milk. CEO Jun still despises such a cute little dumpling. If you don't want him, you can give it to me!]
In the bedroom, Xia Wanyuan stroked Xiao Bao's head and pinched his chubby face. "Have you lost a little weight recently?"
