Su Lu was enveloped in a sweet, baking aroma as father and son hugged her and inhaled deeply.
It gave her a sense of déjà vu, making her feel like she had turned into a plant of catnip, bewitching the two cats as they sniffed her intently.
With one hand for each, Su Lu pushed Bo Jingshen and Zhao Xiaole's heads away.
"I'm asking you guys, what are you whispering about so mysteriously?" Su Lu blinked her eyes, "Are you talking behind my back, perhaps?"
"How would I dare?" Bo Jingshen, persistent as ever, shaked his head left and right, burrowing through, refusing to let Su Lu push him away and finally burying his face into the crook of her neck.
"Mom, I want to live in a house with a swimming pool and a kids' room," Zhao Xiaole stated directly and without any subtlety.
Bo Jingshen hadn't expected his son to be so forthright, let alone to bring it up in his presence; he choked and almost coughed out loud. Then he felt... a scrutinizing gaze slowly falling onto him.
