Huo Yanzhao was bewildered: "How could..."
"It was before my surgery." He Jingyao pulled Zhixi into his arms, speaking calmly, "Just one try, couldn't help it."
Zhixi's face turned crimson instantly.
Huo Yanzhao looked at his seemingly calm but actually boastful tone, his teeth itching with anger.
Huo Yanzhao turned his gaze to Xiaobao, who was absorbed in his own world of stories, and suddenly spoke up: "My daughter is still the oldest."
"Only two months older than Xiaobao."
"Two months is still older. Whether it's your son or daughter, they'll have to call Tang Yuan 'big sister.'" Huo Yanzhao finally regained his ground.
He Jingyao snorted coldly: "You should first get your wife to agree to be with you."
Huo Yanzhao was once again poked at his sore spot, his face gloomy.
...
Huo Yanzhao was probably too irritated by He Jingyao, so he didn't stay long and left.
Zhixi pulled on He Jingyao's sleeve: "Jingyao, shouldn't we be staying in recently?"
