"I will go too!" Xiao Shumiao dropped his game controller and got up to chase after them.
After a few steps, he turned around and called out to Lingyue, "Brother Xiaoyue, come on, let's go change and go shopping. Let's ask Dad to buy us ice cream!"
Ye Xingbei forgot to scold Gu Junzhu. She looked at him sternly, "Xiao Shu, who said you could have ice cream? Kids can't have ice cream!"
The little guy ran up to her, clasped his hands together, blinked his big, innocent eyes, and pleaded pitifully, "Mom, you're the best, the very best, just one, a small one!"
Ye Xingbei's heart softened.
In the past, her son was very well-behaved.
He always listened to what she said without ever haggling.
She should be angry with a disobedient child.
But facing her lively son who could talk, laugh, and act coquettishly, she only felt joy, without any hint of anger.
"Little elf!" she lightly tapped the little guy's forehead, "Only half! Half each for you and Mom!"
