Han Luoli thought somewhat annoyed that once he brought the mother and son back, he would have Li Wanzi move to another villa to live on his own, so no one could disturb him and his wife from being intimate anytime, anywhere.
Yes, that's the plan.
Han Luoli reluctantly put down Gu Xiaoer, untied the towel that was restraining her, and set her free.
Gu Xiaoer was too embarrassed to look directly at that towel...
Looking at the lounge chair again, the little one's figure was already gone.
"I just let him go downstairs..." Han Luoli said, not quite satisfied, and his tone was a bit aggrieved.
"When did that happen, how come I didn't know?" Gu Xiaoer was relieved; the child was already precocious, and seeing such a scene would truly ruin his childhood.
Han Luoli looked at her with a somewhat wistful gaze: "Just when you... made a sound..."
Made a sound...
