"The two of you are always showing off how much you love each other, but you don't seem to be tired of it. This child has only started to fall in love at such an age. Isn't it embarrassing?"
Huang Yueyan looked at a certain woman who was picking out clothes in the room and preparing to leave.
She would never tell Shen Xiaoxiao that she was actually jealous. She also wanted to fall in love.
"Hehehe, I'll have to trouble Yueyan to keep an eye on the children for me. Fortunately, you're here. Otherwise, my two children would have become left-behind children again."
"You know about it too? I thought you didn't know. You personally make lunchboxes and deliver them at noon every day, and you even watch movies at night before going home. Tell me, how long has it been since the two babies have heard the two of you tell bedtime stories?"
Shen Xiaoxiao had been feeling a little too happy recently. The feeling of being in a relationship was still impatient.
