"Dad, could you please lower your head a little," said Qi Youxuan as he tiptoed to reach his dad excitedly.
A warm feeling spread in his heart as he gazed at his child's adorable little face getting excited over small things, so he lowered his head for the little kid to immediately kiss his cheeks with his greasy lips. Satisfied, he rushed back to his seat, continuing to devour that drumstick.
"..." Qi Chenglin was speechless as he did not know how to react in situations like these. His face was smeared with oil from the kiss bestowed by Qi Youxuan earlier. He did not know whether to thank his son or to wipe the grease off his face.
"Come wipe my face for me," Qi Chenglin said to Ruan Danchen.
Ruan Danchen pulled out a piece of tissue from the tissue box and started wiping his face, all while laughing at him.
