Cheng Yanzhi finished washing the little rascal and carried him out, the little rascal followed carefully behind him, "Daddy."
He'd been standing for so long, can he move now?
Cheng Yanzhi glanced at him, "Go get your brother's clothes."
"Okay." The little rascal obediently took the clothes and handed them to Cheng Yanzhi. Cheng Yanzhi helped the little rascal change clothes, and the little rascal walked over to Xia Yunsheng, "Mom."
"Hmm." Xia Yunsheng gently hugged him, "Did you make Daddy mad?"
"I didn't mean to." He knew he'd done wrong.
Though he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't make such mistakes again, his attitude was good.
Xia Yunsheng looked at her son, leaned down, and kissed him, "The paint is messy, don't draw on your brother's face in the future."
"Okay." The little rascal looked at Xia Yunsheng's belly and asked, "When will my little sister be born?"
"Soon."
