They had just got home not long ago, and Su Chaoyang indeed came back too. As soon as he walked in, he gave his wife a passionate kiss, until the person in his arms desperately pushed him away. Only then did he reluctantly let go, "What's wrong? Can't even kiss anymore."
Mu Xiangwan glanced at their son in the living room, pondering if the little guy was so precocious because they hadn't been avoiding such things in front of him. So she glared at Chaoyang, "Don't mess around in front of the kid again."
Su Chaoyang was increasingly puzzled, "Wouldn't he be glad to see his parents being affectionate?"
Su Yixun had already jumped down from the sofa, shouted "Dad," and rushed over like a little locomotive. Su Chaoyang immediately let go of his wife, picked up his son, and lifted him over his head, "Did you miss Dad?"
"Yes!"
"If you missed Dad, then give him a kiss!"
