Watching Yan Xinxin walk into the bathroom and close the door.
Mo Chuxi stood outside the door, inexplicably feeling restless.
Although he hadn't known Yan Xinxin for long, they had already shared the most intimate moments. Now, she slept in his arms every night. However, he hadn't thought she'd conceive his child so soon...
"Chuxi Dad, what does 'you have it' mean?"
Yan Chenxi's childish voice, filled with curiosity, sounded in front of him.
Mo Chuxi snapped back to reality and saw the little boy standing before him, looking up at him with serious eyes.
"Chuxi Dad, why did that uncle want me to call him Grandpa today? Also, I really don't like that pretty aunt. She always has people bring me to her, and that makes Little Xinxin worry about me."
The little guy blinked his big, clear, innocent eyes as he earnestly expressed his thoughts.
Mo Chuxi bent down slightly, reaching out to ruffle Yan Chenxi's hair.
