No one expected that the person who saved Ning Qirui from this awkward situation was not anyone else but the little guy in the pram.
"Awwwwwww…" The milk bottle that had been soaked earlier was now only a thin layer, but Little Star took the initiative to pull out the pacifier. His big eyes were wide as he waved his chubby little arms for a hug.
Su Yayan's heart softened when she saw him like this. How could she still have the mood to pursue the matter of someone picking up girls in the production team?
She put the milk bottle aside and picked up the baby.
"Are you full? Come, Mommy will pat you."
As Su Yayan spoke, she touched the baby's belly, causing him to giggle.
The little guy was almost eight pounds when he was born. In the past month or so, he had eaten his fill. He was now fat and fair. His small hands were like lotus roots.
