Dong Huiying was both crying and laughing, this silly man, so very silly, yet always able to melt her heart completely.
Is this what they call adorably silly?
Little Star snuggled in Yue Ning's arms, and at this moment, he wasn't being fussy, but instead imitated his father, grinning goofily at his mother.
Father and son are in sync, both adorably silly, and their smiles are equally honest and simple.
Looking at these two in front of her, Dong Huiying couldn't help but let out a laugh. She spread her arms wide, "I'm back!"
She wrapped her man and her child together in her embrace. She took a deep breath and smelled Yue Ning's distinctive scent, clean and fresh, and also a hint of milky fragrance.
This milky smell must belong to the child.
