Jing Muchen sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly at her, as if he was entranced.
Su Ruowan's face turned red from his passionate gaze. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said softly," What are you looking at? Go and bring Little Chengcheng over."
Jing Muchen raised his eyes and held back the seductive thoughts in his heart. He raised his eyebrows and got up to carry his quiet youngest son over.
Little Yueyue was originally drinking well when she saw her father carrying her little brother over. She immediately raised her fair and chubby little hand and hugged Su Ruowan's fair and soft breasts tightly as if she was afraid that someone would snatch them away.
Su Ruowan helplessly and gently looked at the little girl in her arms. One hand gently patted her small back and coaxed her in a soft voice.
