Lu Liangwei felt there was something on his mind when she noticed that although he was carrying their son, he was looking at the baby girl in her arms with an expression that she could not decipher.
"Why are you looking at Yaoyao that way? You'll scare her," she said rather brusquely, hugging her daughter tighter in her arms.
Long Yang gave a start and when he saw how protective she was of the baby girl, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Why are you acting this way? She is my daughter. Can't I glance at her a little?"
Lu Liangwei pouted. "You're not glancing, you're glaring."
Long Yang, "…"
It looked like his position in Weiwei's heart had been demoted now that they had children. Things would not be the same from now onward.
