The six-year-old Mu boy looked at the two-year-old baby who was happily looking at him, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of his mother's clothes, and blinked pitifully: "Mom, can I take Xiaoling home?"
The adults from the two families all laughed heartily after hearing this. Mother Xu touched the head of the Mu family boy and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaodu, take good care of Xiaoling."
"Okay!" The Mu boy carefully squeezed the baby's fleshy little arm.
No one expected that this almost childlike statement would turn out to be a prophecy in the end.
… …
When the kiss became passionate, Mu Chundu's big hands sneaked into Xu Lingyun's clothes. Xu Lingyun bit him hard, pulled out his hand, and said calmly: "I have hemorrhoids."
Mu Chundu: "..."
Give me back that cute baby!