"Mommy!"
As soon as Meng Xi'er went downstairs, Meng Zichen rushed over to her. He had just finished his warm milk, leaving a droplet at the corner of his lips. Meng Xi'er extended her hand to catch his tiny body as he lunged at her, then wiped the milk off his lips.
"Mommy smells so nice." Meng Zichen held her neck and sniffed at her like a puppy, which made Meng Xi'er laugh. She nodded at him and touched his forehead, "Did baby finish his meal?"
Meng Zichen rubbed his belly and grinned from ear to ear, "Yes, I had enough food and milk. Now I feel sleepy."
Meng Xi'er nodded, "Shall we go to bed then?"
"I want Mommy to accompany me." Meng Zichen clung to the corner of her clothes, his small arms around her. "I want Mommy to sleep with me."
Once Meng Xi'er had arrived, Meng Zichen immediately resumed his usual lively state. He was naturally affectionate and particularly loved to snuggle with Meng Xi'er. After being apart for so many days, his need for her was even more evident.
