"Honey." Wu Zichun practically coughed up blood, calling out 'honey' and threw herself into the arms of her husband, Boxing King Luo Jinxun. "It's over, it's all over, our daughter is finished."
All of our future bankruptcy might be because she fancies the little brother.
A brain full of crushes.
Luo Jinxun, "If you want to change her, should you start with changing yourself?"
Wu Zichun. "Back then, didn't I also like you because you were handsome?"
Luo Jinxun: "..."
"Haha! Guys, look! Wu Zichun's husband is numb with shock."
"Luo Jinxun: With a little darling wife like this at home, what can I do?"
"It seems Little Sweetie has inherited the idol-singer crush brain from her mom, Wu Zichun, huh?"
"Mobao, did you also prepare gifts for the other children?" Li Xingwan reminded warmly from the side.
But looking at Tiantian, she liked her so much it was unbearable!
If only the child weren't so young.
She would have kidnapped her to be her daughter-in-law if she could.
