Yuanhuan had just finished washing up and was standing at the bathroom door in his army green tank top when he saw Xiuxiu inside the house; his eyes sparkled, and the cold, puzzled look softened significantly.
"Wow! Mommy, Chenchen is scared." Song Chengguang awkwardly sprawled at Yuanhuan's feet, the little guy had fallen to the ground and immediately started to cry with a pouty mouth.
Although Xiuxiu was a bit worried that Song Chengguang might have hurt himself somewhere, seeing the cute appearance of the little guy by Yuanhuan's feet, she couldn't help but burst into suppressed laughter.
Yuanhuan shifted his gaze from the smiling Xiuxiu and looked down at the sad little guy at his feet, bent down, picked him up, and said sternly, "No crying." He demanded seriously from Song Chengguang.
