Mu Yuchen nodded as he held his son's little hand to wave at Xi Xiaye. "Son, call your mother!"
Mu Xiaocheng became excited when he saw Xi Xiaye, so he reached out to her.
"He'll probably only be talking in a few more months. Come, son, let me give you a kiss!" Xi Xiaye walked over with a smile and planted a kiss on Mu Xiaocheng's little face. She then picked him up and looked down at the man sitting on the bed. "Take a good shower. I've made some soup for you, and dinner will be ready soon. I've already prepared your clothes for you in the bathroom. You've slept for more than five hours. Do you feel better?"
He pulled the thin blanket on him away and slowly got down from the bed. "I'm feeling much better. What delicious things did you cook? Wait, you cooked?" he said as he subconsciously looked at her hand.
