After Xiao Chifeng had his fill of kissing, Sikou Yao kicked him lightly with her foot and said, "Look, your four beloved sons are watching you..."
Xiao Chifeng looked towards the small bed in shock. Sure enough, he saw four pairs of innocent, round, bulging eyes watching their parents play a kissing game.
The one little rascal, their third born, was even giddy, showing off a mouthful of giggles.
When Xiao Chifeng locked eyes with his third child, whose gaze suggested he understood what was happening, he felt somewhat embarrassed and blushed.
He grunted at Sikou Yao, "You know, our four kids are too lively. Wife, I've just realized that having smart kids isn't always a good thing. From now on, we have to be careful and do 'certain things' when they're not around..."
Sikou Yao giggled and said, "Indeed. Are you planning on giving them adult education prematurely if you aren't careful?"
