On his small face, one could vaguely see that he was somewhat similar to young master rong, especially his pair of dark eyes and his small red mouth.
Young Master Rong had just finished drinking his milk and was currently burping lazily in Luo Anning’s arms. When Feng Churui and Tang Chao came in and saw the little guy, they could not help but have a touch of gentleness on their faces.
“Anning, can I have a hug?”Feng churui came forward and reached out his fingers to gently stroke the little guy’s delicate face.
The little guy turned his head and reached out his two chubby little hands to grab Luo Anning’s lapels. He puffed up his cheeks and closed his eyes.
“Little Guy, are you not happy?”Feng Churui didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Seeing her son so attached to her, Luo Anning felt warm in her heart. She lowered her head and kissed the little guy’s tender face. “Good boy, let Uncle Rui Hug You.”
Her eyes were still closed, and her cheeks were puffed up even higher.
