Receiving the resentful gaze from his little wife, Song Yunchi knew she must have been secretly talking bad about him.
Holding his son in his arms, Song Yunchi sighed, "Jingxing, you better grow up soon. Daddy needs you."
Mu Jingxi held Little Fantuan, who was in high spirits, his little head turning around, looking everywhere, occasionally patting his father's chest and giggling.
Seemingly expressing gratitude, thanking daddy for taking him out to get close to nature.
"Daddy." Little Nuomi hugged Mu Jingxi's long leg: "Little Nuomi also wants to hold Fantuan."
"Fantuan has gotten heavier, can you manage to hold him?"
Little Nuomi nodded, "Little Nuomi can do it!"
Not far away, the guards had already set up simple outdoor tables and chairs on the grass. Mu Jingxi carried Little Fantuan over, with Little Nuomi happily following.
After letting Little Nuomi sit in a chair, Mu Jingxi dared to entrust Little Fantuan to her.
