"Tell me, what position do I hold in your heart!"
President Mu, who was just hurt by his daughter, urgently needs comfort now!
The sunset hasn't fallen yet, Qin Mu felt a bit heartache from his slightly melancholic gaze, and instinctively raised her hand to touch his face, about to respond when the two little ones stood behind them, heads tilted.
"Number one!"
"Number one!"
The siblings seemed to have rehearsed their lines, shouting in unison.
"Number one!"
Qin Mu held back her laughter, quickly responding just like her son and daughter.
"..."
Mu Yichen didn't even turn his head, seeing the mother and her three children making fun of him, he threw them aside and walked inside with big strides.
"Mom, what number am I in your heart?"
Huanhuan continued to join in the fun.
"Mom, what number am I?"
Little Chengcheng, who wasn't speaking well yet, also looked up at his mom, a bit adorably dull, following his sister's lead to ask, but with a noticeably softer voice.
