Once the child was off his body, Xiao Changyi stood up again.
An Jing reached out and touched the red mark on Xiao Changyi's neck left by the child's hug, a bit worried: "Are you alright?"
Xiao Changyi slightly shook his head, "I'm fine."
Seeing that the red mark probably wouldn't bruise and would soon fade, An Jing was relieved and withdrew her hand. While doing so, she smiled and said, "Only you would spoil them like this."
Though her words were reproachful, they had no intention of blaming him.
Xiao Changyi could tell, and the corner of his mouth slightly lifted: "It's rare to be this happy."
An Jing was startled at first, then smiled and nodded. Yes, at this moment, her husband and she were particularly happy. Because they were together with their children.
Ever since becoming a mother, she increasingly understood the phrase "the heart of parents is so full of care."
...
Victory banquet.
