Every time, it thrills Qin Youxuan to no end.
Just like now, the little guy is full and content. As soon as Qin Youxuan places him on the tatami, he flips over onto his belly, facing the pillow.
He gazes at his mom with big, dark eyes.
His little pink face, still so young, yet already astoundingly handsome.
Mischievous big eyes, a tall nose bridge, thin lips...
Completely sculpted in the image of Dan Hanjie, with a touch of Qin Youxuan's untamed spirit mixed in.
An upgraded little rascal.
His tiny arms endlessly reaching out to Qin Youxuan, wanting her to hold him.
Waiting forever without luck, his clear eyes blink, and he starts calling ma, ma, making it impossible for Qin Youxuan to resist.
She reaches out and embraces him in her arms.
"I really can't handle you. So young and already pulling the cute card—what will happen when you grow up?" Qin Youxuan pinches the little guy's handsome face.
"How is my son so awesome?"
