Luo Anning thought for a moment. It was not good for her son to be gloating and adding fuel to the fire, so she coaxed him, “Little handsome, daddy is in a bad mood now. Little Handsome, go coax Daddy to be happy, okay? Go Kiss Daddy, Okay?”
As she said that, she carried the little guy to the sofa opposite and stuffed him into young master Rong’s arms.
At first, Young Master Rong was very proud and arrogant, but when Luo Anning let go, he let go of his arms that were wrapped around his chest in the first second. He held the little guy firmly with an extremely unwilling expression.
He was obviously distressed, but he pretended to be very concerned. This made grandfather Rong, Jiang Peihua, and Luo Anning laugh.
The little guy was sucking on the milk bottle and staring at him as he pulled it out. Young Master Rong also lowered his head to look at him. After a while, the little guy was bored and turned his head to reach out for a mummy hug.
