Seeing Mu Keren with open arms waiting, Huang Qingtian pretended to hand over the little rascal in his arms.
But who knew, the little guy started bawling before safely being passed to Mu Keren.
Seeing this, Mu Keren didn't dare to take him anymore.
Huang Qingtian, on the other hand, had no choice but to bring him back into his own arms and gave Mu Keren a helpless look, indicating: Look, little guy?
However, her attention was no longer on Huang Qingtian. She was looking down at the baby who had calmed down a bit in his arms, saying, "Little rascal, sticking to this big rascal isn't good! You should know, he's a man…"
A man?
What does that have to do with anything?
Apparently, it wasn't just Huang Qingtian who didn't understand this.
Even the little baby in his arms seemed unable to comprehend Mu Keren's logic.
"If you keep clinging to him like this, what if you grow up to like men instead of women?" the little mom muttered to her baby.
