"Alright, Tingye, my handsome boy, I'll help you get dressed." Qin Youxuan took the little shirt and vest from his hands and gently picked up the little guy.
Just as she was about to take off Tingye's clothes, her hand was suddenly stopped by Dan Hanjie.
"So young and already vain, let him dress himself." Dan Hanjie said with a stern face, glaring at the little rascal who started competing with him for his wife first thing in the morning, gritting his teeth.
"Stop it, Tingye's so little, how could he dress himself?" Qin Youxuan pushed his hand away and continued helping the little guy change his clothes.
Less than three seconds later, Dan Hanjie grabbed her hand again, with a calm face, "He's already over a year old, not that small!"
"..."
Who told him that being over a year old meant he wasn't a kid anymore?
Tingye is so sensible for his age, yet he doesn't care and keeps getting jealous of his son every day.
"Want to be handsome!"
