Cheng Zheng pinched Cheng Jiaming's tender little face, "You little rascal, you haven't learned anything but already know how to tattle to your mom."
Cheng Jiaming, snuggling up to Su Xi, whined, "Mommy, look at your husband..."
Su Xi patted Cheng Jiaming's little head, "Okay Cheng Jiaming, a man really shouldn't always be thinking about tattling."
Cheng Jiaming stealthily glanced at Cheng Zheng, huffing with annoyance.
Over here, Song Yuchen toddled over to Song Jinze with his head bowed, his little milk voice trembling as he called out, "Daddy..."
Daddy had already said that he wasn't allowed to play with the excavator in the yard, and now, caught in the act, the little guy felt a bit guilty.
Cheng Jiaming ran over, tilting his little head up and cheerfully called out, "Hello Uncle Song."
Song Jinze's stern face softened slightly, "Hello."
