"I'm feeding the baby, I'll hang up now." An Ning freed her hand, about to end the video call.
"Don't move." Mo Ang growled lowly.
The chilling command seemed to pierce right to the bone.
An Ning didn't dare to move and even subconsciously adjusted the phone's camera so he could see clearly.
Xinxin, who was nursing, heard the 'daddy' voice and, like a little Mengmeng kitten, sought the source of the sound. "Daddy... Daddy..."
Seeing the round little face with big dark eyes and an adorable expression, Mo Ang called out, "Xinxin, Daddy is here!"
This time, Xinxin's big eyes caught sight of the phone, and she tumbled out of her mother's arms, excitedly grabbing the phone and sitting on the bed.
Then the child just giggled at the phone screen, with crystal-clear drool also dripping onto the screen. "Daddy... Daddy..."
"Xinxin, mwah!" Mo Ang kissed the child through the screen twice.
