Jing Rui giggled because of her tickling and kisses.
Zhao Anan stared at him in astonishment. "Oh my god, my nephew laughs so cutely. He knows what tickling means. He has grown so fast. I haven't seen him for one week and he has grown heavier and has more hair from before."
Shangguan Ning also showed a gentle expression as she looked at her son. She said with a bright smile, "Children grow fast. He is almost 100 days old and is becoming more aware of his surroundings."
Every time Zhao Anan had Jing Rui in her arms, she would find it difficult to put him down. He was simply adorable. She did not have a strong affinity towards children until she met Jing Rui.
Maybe her perspective towards children had changed, or maybe because she was Jing Rui's aunt.
After she teased Jing Rui for a short while, she put him back to the stroller and let him play on his own.
"Ning, lend me some money!" Zhao Anan felt a bit embarrassed to ask for a loan.
