Jun Xi Qing’s eyes widened when he was suddenly kissed. What was he doing? How could he kiss her in front of his son?
“Wu! Lu Yeming... let go of me...”
Two small white hands pressed against the man’s muscular chest. Jun Xi Qing wanted to push Lu yeming away.
However, the man’s tall and handsome body did not move at all. He was still kissing her soft red lips.
“Wu ~ Wu ~”
Jun Xi Qing angrily clenched her little fists and smashed them at him.
“Mommy ~ Mommy ~”
At this moment, Little Chengye threw down the bottle. His pale yellow little milk lump crawled up and his two fair and tender little hands helped Mommy Push Daddy away.
Aiya, he couldn’t push daddy away.
Lu Yiming did not take the mother and son seriously. He carefully tasted the soft red lips. He narrowed his deep phoenix eyes and looked at the flushed Jun Xi Qing. Then, he looked at the little milk lump who was fighting with Mommy, their strength was only enough for him to tickle.
