He Jingyao didn't wait for Xiaozhou to react before he carried Zhixi into the house and placed her on the sofa.
Sunlight streamed through the window, making Zhixi feel warm and cozy.
She couldn't help but smile as she wrapped her arms around the man's waist: "Did you bring me in just to show Xiaozhou that you're a responsible man?"
"What's it got to do with him?" He raised an eyebrow, looking dismissive, "I just purely wanted to hold you."
Zhixi chuckled, burying her face in the man's chest, feeling a wave of tenderness in her heart.
Uncle Li walked in carrying Xiaobao, then put him down on the floor.
The little guy was about to run over to cuddle with mommy and daddy but sighed when he saw them.
Uncle Li asked with a smile, "What's wrong, young master?"
"Mom and dad are being mean..." He pouted in grievance, "I feel like I'm just extra..."
Upon hearing his son's complaint, He Jingyao beckoned to him with a finger.
