At this moment, Lin Yi was rather helpless and could only pick up Er Bao to cradle in his arms, swaying back and forth as he began to sing a lullaby. Lin Yi's voice was very soft, and he only murmured in front of Er Bao.
Er Bao looked at Lin Yi and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Seeing this, Lin Yi frowned, "You little guy, can't you give your dad some face? I've sung you a song, can you please just go to sleep?"
As Lin Yi spoke, Er Bao continued to laugh heartily as if Lin Yi were a joke, making Lin Yi feel extremely awkward. He could only stand up and gently rock Er Bao in his arms.
Er Bao looked at Lin Yi, dug in his mouth with his fingers a couple of times, then his chubby hands, covered in saliva, made their way towards Lin Yi.
Lin Yi's face was suddenly covered in drool, and out of exasperation, he said, "Er Bao, you really need to rest. Your dad's old bones can't handle this roughhousing."
