When Jing Yiran got home, he saw Jing Zhi wearing a hat that Lu had just bought for him. He called out to him with a smile,"Son, come here!"
Jing Zhi ran to him with his hat in hand."Dad, did you buy me something nice to eat again?"
Jing Yiran took out a box of chocolate from his black bag and gave it to Jing Zhi."This is for you. I've changed it to hazelnut flavored today. Take a look and see if you like it!"
Jing Zhi was only one year old, so he couldn't tell what flavor it was. He loved sweet ones.
He held the chocolate in his arms happily and shouted according to what Jing Yiran had taught him countless times,"Daddy, I love you!"
Although Jing Yiran had heard his son call him that many times, he was still so happy that his eyes were squinted. It was much easier to teach his son how to express his love than to teach Lu.
He picked Jing Zhi up in his arms and laughed."My good son, Daddy loves you too!"
