After pushing his father roughly aside, he kept backing away from him, and as if there was something dirty on his mouth, he rubbed it forcefully with the back of his hand.
His heart was sobbing tearlessly!
His first kiss… was robbed by this man!
His drenched face was full of despise, which befuddled his father.
Staring at his son in bewilderment, he wondered just what he had done to warrant such a look of contempt from the little fellow.
The little boy spat a few times on the ground and continued his rubbing action while he eyed his father with utter disgust.
Mu Yazhe's mouth twitched.
Is this little fellow hating me for touching his lips with mine?
Yun Shishi and Little Yichen exchanged elated glances when they saw him safe and sound at last. The youngest of their family plunged headlong into his mother's arms and cried, "Woo… woo… woo… Mommy, he kissed me. Daddy kissed me secretly; Youyou is pure and chaste no more…"
