"Xiao Mo, New Year's is almost here, come back soon. Don't stay in South Africa," Xu Chaomu still felt sorry for Xiao Mo.
"Depends on the situation," Xiao Mo said. "I guess they don't need me there for now."
"Uncle, Uncle..." Xiaobao called out again.
Xiao Mo was delighted, "Uncle is here, Xiaobao, I'll bring you a gift when I come back. Happy birthday, Xiaobao, be good with Mom."
"Yay..." Xiaobao clapped his hands happily.
In the video, Xiao Mo saw Xiaobao's tender face, which was exceptionally adorable.
Xu Chaomu had dressed him in a yellow sweater that suited his skin tone, making Xiaobao look especially vibrant and kissable.
"Alright, Chaomu, I won't bother you any longer. Winter is here, go to rest early, and don't catch a cold," Xiao Mo said with concern.
"You too, take good care of yourself."
"It's you I'm worried about."
"I'm not a child anymore," Xu Chaomu pouted.
