The school term started about a month ago, and the children in his class liked him very much.
If they knew that he was going to transfer schools, they would definitely cry and howl in dismay!
The emotions of children made them easily susceptible to dependency.
"Alright!"
The crowd was reluctant.
"Bye, Youyou! Bye, Youyou's dad!"
The little beans sent the father-son pair to the entrance of the teacher's lounge before going back to their classroom.
Mu Yazhe carried his son up. Following the magnificent farewell that they received, he subconsciously patted his little bum.
"Son, you sure are popular in your class!"
The boy burst out laughing. "Daddy is really attractive as well! Those little fellas really like how you look!"
"Little fellas?"
He was amused by the way his son described his peers. "Baby, you are the same age as them. Calling them that makes you sound so old and decrepit!"
