"I didn't expect that after just one month, you've learned to tear people's clothes. When you grow up, won't you turn the world upside down?"
Kang Chen looked fierce, but the little guy wasn't scared at all. He kept giggling and blew a raspberry. Kang Chen closed his eyes, feeling the spittle land on his face.
Kang Chen...
Ming Mei was at her wit's end.
She was about to go crazy dealing with this father and son duo. She said, "Kang Chen, could you... could you focus on what I just said?"
Kang Chen: "Isn't the point that this little rascal tore your clothes?"
His wife's clothes should only be torn by him. Who was this little guy to tear his wife's clothes? How outrageous! He definitely needed a good scolding.
Kang Chen patted his son a few times. It wasn't very hard, but for a one-month-old baby, it wasn't light either.
Yousheng protested with a couple of cries, turned to look at Ming Mei, and snuggled, wanting her to hold him.
