Her question was a little silly, but Mo Yesi looked at her affectionately and answered her gently and patiently, "This is our son. His mother is a stunning beauty. He inherited his mother's good genes, so he's naturally good-looking."
"What stunning beauty." Qiao Mianmian glared at him innocently, but her heart was filled with sweetness. "Our son obviously looks like you, I can't tell how he looks like me."
The baby was like a mini version of Mo Yesi.
Although his facial features weren't fully developed and weren't deep enough, she could tell that he looked like Mo Yesi.
His eyes, nose, and mouth were all like Mo Yesi's.
Qiao Mianmian had seen his childhood photos before. They were almost identical to the baby.
Hence, she felt that genes were really magical.
Mo Yesi looked at his son and then at her. "He looks like you, too."
Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips and sized up her son again. She couldn't find anything that looked like her.
