With a spatula in her hand, Su Bei strode to the living room and kissed Gun Gun on the cheek.
"Bei Bei, Daddy too! We are family, right? Daddy must be tired from work, so you should also kiss him."
Lu Heting looked at Gun Gun and thought inwardly, 'Good boy!' He was glad that the little boy had kept in mind what he said.
Su Bei's face flushed. She was not that familiar with Lu Heting, and she didn't want to have too much contact with him.
Gun Gun held her leg and urged her to give Lu Heting a kiss. Left with no choice, she tilted her head, leaned over, and touched her face to Lu Heting's face, making sure that her lips didn't touch him.
But her hair that swept across his face sent a ripple in his heart.
Su Bei turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Gun Gun looked at Lu Heting with a proud expression on his face. It was as if he was expecting a compliment, so Lu Heting touched his head affectionately.
