Jiang Tingxu was packing up her luggage. Of course, she had a clear view of the situation between father and son. She could not help but laugh out loud.
The little boy did not notice that his mom was laughing at him. He was pressing and stuffing his dad's luggage.
As a result, the clothes that were folded inside were instantly crumpled.
Yes, people who did bad things did not have this kind of self-awareness.
Adults did not bring a lot of things, so it was quick for them to pack up.
After Jiang Tingxu packed up, she sat at the side and looked at her precious son. She only saw that her precious son finally managed to pull up the zipper of the suitcase and said:
"Mom, Ningning is done packing!" He was really excited.
Ahem, ahem.
"Yes, very good. Our Little Ningning is awesome!"
Mo Boyuan could not bear to continue watching. He rubbed his forehead:
"Since we're done packing, let's go."
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