As soon as Huo Chenhuan finished his sentence, Little Star raised his hand and cried out happily, "Ah, Mommy... Yay..."
The two adults were stunned. Huo Chenhuan was the first to react. He could not help but reach out to pinch his son's chubby face. "See, I feel the same way."
The little guy had been pinched by his father many times, and he seemed to have figured out some tricks. He was no longer as silly as before.
Huo Chenhuan had just started, and the smile on his face immediately collapsed. He turned around and jumped into Su Yayan's arms, looking as if he had been wronged.
Su Yayan glared at Huo Chenhuan and patted Little Star's back a few times. "Do I miss your Great-Uncle too? We'll ask him to come back and play with you when you're one year old, okay?"
Little Star had a good memory. He clearly had some impression of his Great-Uncle who had stayed at home for a while and liked to play with him.
