Yun bixue hugged her son and looked at him. She couldn't bear to part with him, but when she saw nianzhen pouting and looking like she was about to cry, she wanted to hug him again.
Xie limo rubbed his brows and reached out to take Ling Ye.
This time, Yun bixue went to carry nianzhen with her bare hands. When she realized that her daughter was leaning softly in her arms, her heart softened. She finally understood why people said that daughters were like cotton-padded jackets that stuck close to their bodies. Looking at her daughter, her heart softened.
Just as she hugged nianzhen, nianzhen obediently reached out to hug Yun bixue, babbling happily.
"Nianzhen," Yun bixue said softly."This is daddy."
Nianzhen turned around and looked at Xie limo. She then stretched out her arms for Xie limo to carry her.
"Yaya ..." She called out, but she didn't call out to Xie limo at all.
Xie limo could only carry Xie lingye with one arm and Xie nianzhen with the other.
