"What a troublemaker!"
Yang Chuxia pinched his little face, but he impatiently slapped her away.
After he slapped her, he glanced at Yang Chuxia and, seeing she was still smiling, continued playing with the frog in his hands.
She then looked at Yangyang, who was indeed lively and active. Upon seeing her glance his way, he dropped what he was holding and reached out for Yang Chuxia's finger.
"Ah ah..."
"Yangyang, my treasure, do you want to play with Mommy?"
Then Yangyang stretched out both his arms for her to pick him up, and once in her arms, the little guy started giggling joyfully.
"Are you so happy to be in Mommy's arms? What's so funny?"
Suddenly, Yangyang opened his little mouth wide and drool dripped down incessantly.
After wiping it clean, it didn't take long for a little to dribble out again.
Yang Chuxia gently pried open his tiny mouth and discovered that there was a small milk tooth poking through.
