"Then you must be careful. If everything is fine on our end, we'll naturally come to find you."
"Got it, Mommy. I was wrong. It won't happen again."
Ye Ranran's expression slightly improved.
"Come, baby, come to Aunt Rou." Fan Rou stretched out her hand to him.
Jun Xiaobao walked over.
Fan Rou picked him up. "The baby is really getting big. Aunt Rou can hardly lift you anymore."
"Then Aunt Rou, hurry and have a baby so I can play with it."
"A baby needs to be taken care of, not played with."
Who taught him that? Fan Rou glanced at Ye Ranran, who shrugged, indicating her innocence.
"Oh, I can teach him reading, writing, playing ball, playing the piano, and assembling models." Jun Xiaobao counted the things he could do.
"So does the baby like boys or girls?"
"Boys, not girls." Jun Xiaobao frowned.
"Why? Aren't girls cute? Aren't they nice?"
"No, they're too delicate and clingy."
Something's up, Fan Rou held him a bit higher and said, "Oh, does someone cling to you?"
