"Mmm, Mama loves you too," Xu Xiuxiu smiled as she watched Song Chengguang make a heart sign. This was something she had whimsically done to Song Yuanhuan as he was leaving for work one day. At that time, even Song Yuanhuan's dark, cool face had turned embarrassingly red, and after Song Chengguang saw it, the little guy actually imitated it. And now, watching her own son adorably making the heart sign, Xu Xiuxiu felt her heart instantly melt into a puddle, incredibly soft.
"Chengguang, come down," Song Yuanhuan, with a face full of dark lines, dragged his eldest son out of his wife's embrace, the domineering tone of his voice filled with jealousy.
