The excitement of Little Honey Pot made Little Tangguan unhappy.
Curled up in Aunt Ji Nan's arms, whimpering with eyebrows furrowed, looking like about to cry, reaching out to Jie Kong as well.
With pitiful eyes darting back and forth between Ji Nan and his brother, his little mouth pursed, he wailed twice.
Mo Shu quickly picked up the child, saying, "What's wrong, Tangguan? Are you hungry?"
But Little Tangguan wasn't hungry at all.
He pouted and squirmed, his rosy cheeks with eyes sparkling, reaching out towards Jie Kong.
Jie Kong looked over naturally, and with that glance, the strange feeling in his heart deepened.
The one in his arms did resemble him a bit, but the feeling wasn't strong, as the child looked more like his mother.
However, the Tangguan in her arms looked as if he were made from the same mold as Jie Kong...
Jie Kong felt more complicated and asked, "What's this child's name?"
Mo Shu held the baby and sat down beside him.
