The moment Yuran opened the door, she was greeted by a milk-scented hug. Zhizhi pressed his face against hers, his face full of smiles, "Mommy's back, daddy, mommy's back."
"Yeah, are you happy?" Bo Yan, wearing a Grey Wolf apron, walked over from the kitchen with a smile in his eyes, "The sweet and sour pork loin is just finished, the timing is perfect."
Yuran, holding Zhizhi, walked up to him and tiptoed to give him a kiss, "Thank you, hubby."
Zhizhi's dark eyes whirled around, and he also leaned in to kiss Bo Yan's face, "Thank you, daddy."
Bo Yan laughed, taking Zhizhi from Yuran's arms, "Mommy can't carry you anymore, daddy will carry you, all right?"
Zhizhi squinted and smiled, "Sure, mommy is the baby."
"Pfft..." Bo Yan laughed while holding the little guy in his arms, his eyes twinkling with joy.
Yuran's smile stiffened slightly as her suspicious gaze swept back and forth between the two, "Have you two been hiding some secret from me?"
