Ye Qingci also leaned over and kissed her dear son's cheek, "Ah Ling is awesome!"
The little guy clapped his little hands with joy, "Ah Ling is awesome! Ah Ling is so awesome!"
The whole family was utterly charmed by him, unable to stop their laughter.
After chatting with Jian Rang and Shi Qingning for a while, as it was getting late, Shi Qingning urged the family of three to go upstairs to sleep.
Jian Shichu carried his son upstairs, and as they entered the room, the little guy touched his pocket and asked, "Daddy, what's this? It's hard."
"Oh, oh!" Jian Shichu remembered something, put the little guy down on the floor, took a small box out of his pocket, and handed it to Ye Qingci, "I made it myself, it's for you."
Ye Qingci took the small box, "What is it?"
The little guy stood on tiptoe, stretched out his arm, and reached to grab Ye Qingci's hand, "Ah Ling wants to see too, what is it?"
