Suizi couldn't just watch him treating the child recklessly, so she briskly stepped in, took her daughter, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The unstimulated Luoluo was not pleased, pointing to the top and yelling, clearly, she wanted another jump. She too, had a heart that yearned for flight.
Then, the little princess who dreams of flight was gently pat twice on her cotton-trousers by her unyielding mother. She pursed her lips in indignation, angry but silent.
"Wife, how about we build a snowman? What do you think about embedding our son in the snowman's belly for an idea––ouch!"
Yu Jingting flinched as Suizi took a handful of snow from the ground and stuffed it down his collar.
"Why don't you go play mahjong?" Seeing him take care of the children now leaves Suizi with a headache.
He was hardly looking after the children, but rather treating them like toys, always coming up with new ways to play.
