On hearing the word "Daddy," He Jingyao suddenly felt a bit bewildered.
However, he quickly regained his composure and looked at him seriously, "I'm not your daddy."
The little guy didn't deny it and said with a grin, "Do you have time now? Can you play with me?"
He Jingyao gave a grunt and picked him up, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."
"Where are we going?" The little guy clung to his neck, seemingly completely at ease.
Hey, it seemed like this was the first time his dad had held him.
Dad's strides were so big, and he moved so fast. Holding him was so awkward and uncomfortable.
He frowned as he thought.
"You'll see in a bit," He Jingyao touched his head.
The child's body was very soft and carried a scent of milk, stirring a strange feeling in his heart.
Especially when his little hand rested on his shoulder.
"Alright then," he reluctantly agreed. As He Jingyao passed by Adam, he flashed a sweet smile, "Goodbye Uncle Adam, I like you the best!"
