Of course, there was also the Tang dynasty, but he would not say these things.
Rong Yan looked at Lu Momo meaningfully, and his thin lips curled up. Luo Anning pinched his waist again, “What are you looking at?”
“Looking at our son, so handsome.”
Luo Anning:”...”
He really didn’t know what modesty was... but he was telling the truth.
The Little Guy didn’t have any stage fright in front of so many people. He obediently cooperated with Aunty’s feeding. After eating, he quietly sat on the chair, and his shiny black eyes slowly rolled around, sizing up his surroundings, calm and steady.
He, who had always been very clingy, knew that his mother was busy, so he quietly stayed by his aunty’s side.
His obedient appearance could not be any cuter. Lu Mo loved him so much that he could not help but kiss his face a few times. Little handsome blinked his long eyelashes, giving his aunt special respect.
