After the meal, the family sat on the sofa and chatted. As soon as they sat down, Enoch clung to su Jingcheng and asked him to tell him a story.
Xia Ning felt that her son was an eyesore today, because he always reminded her of the past whenever he spoke.
Moreover, she could not understand why he liked to stick to su Jingcheng, the cold-faced Yama.
"Uncle, can you tell me about mom's childhood?" Enoch was starting to get curious about his mother's past. His father would definitely not know about this.
Not only did he pull him to talk, but he also wanted to climb onto su Jingcheng.
Xia Ning felt that her son could be slapped to the ground by su Jingcheng at any moment. However, before she could worry, that man had already carried Enoch firmly on his knees.
She glanced at su Jingcheng and a look of surprise flashed past her eyes. At the same time, she was curious about how he would answer Enoch.
