Jiayi's body subtly shifted to the side, dodging his imposing hand, but she didn't avoid him as aggressively as before.
He noticed that she had softened towards him a bit, not resisting as much as before—it seemed that this little woman was quite easy to please.
It was just a matter of agreeing to let her work on the set, and her attitude towards him became instantly gentler.
Perhaps, he shouldn't push her too hard; it was sometimes necessary to give her a taste of sweetness.
"Daddy, doesn't it get hot holding Mommy all the time? Is hugging really that fun?"
Zaizai tilted his head, pressed against the wall, like a little kitten curious about everything, his words breaking Huo Zhenyang's reverie.
He didn't understand why boys liked to hug girls.
In the dramas, the men and women were like that, and so was Daddy when he was with Mommy.
Even if there was something he wanted to tell Mommy, there was no need to hold her to speak, right?
