"Ha!" The little guy laughed out loud beside him, "Daddy, you're copying me!"
"I'm not copying you, you're like me." Extending his arm to pull the little guy into his embrace, Huangfu Jue slowly relaxed his body into the back of the chair, gently ruffling his soft hair with his large hand, "Because... you're my son, sons are like their fathers."
The little head leaned against him, and Gan Tang also relaxed his own body, pressing his face against the man's chest, gently sniffing the scent on him, then curving his lips into a smile.
"Daddy, when are you and Mommy getting married?"
"After I finish these things."
"Mm."
The little guy responded lightly.
Huangfu Jue lowered his face to look at him, only to see a fleeting mysterious expression on the little guy's face.
"What are you thinking about?"
The little guy smiled back at him.
"Secret!"
The car returned to the villa, an aide opened the car door, and the father and son got out together and walked into the villa.
