The handsome young man was holding the little one, and that deep, indifferent voice, which the subordinates always heard, now seemed to carry the biggest grievance.
Tang Jin blinked, with a dried apricot in his mouth, his voice muffled as he reached out to cradle his fragile brother's face.
"Brother, what's wrong? Who bullied you? Jinjin will stand up for you, Jinjin is so powerful. I even taught a lesson to my senior fellow who used to bully our master!"
"Does Jinjin only kiss Daddy, and not Brother?"
Tang Jin cooed and tilted his little head to the side.
Tang Wenhuo persisted.
"It's Brother who's actually scared and worried."
The little wise one paused, thinking the words made sense: "That's true."
After successfully bamboozling the little one, Tang Wenhuo's face brightened with a smile, "Kissing Brother has to be louder than kissing Daddy."
"It's so hard to cajole people, even Jinjin is almost at his wits' end."
