Ye Jiuliang and Li Mochan exchanged glances, silent and speechless.
Next moment, the two burst into laughter.
"Look, you badmouth him, Xiaobai isn't happy." Ye Jiuliang emerged from his embrace, speaking while trying to hold back laughter.
The little guy sure cried at the right time, his temper was not small for someone so little.
Li Mochan chuckled softly, got up, and walked towards the crib.
"Wah-wah-wah..."
The little guy cried with a flushed face, golden beans seemed to spill out as if they were free.
Especially when he saw Li Mochan coming, his wailing grew even louder, his little fists clenched tightly, quite the temper.
Li Mochan couldn't help but find it amusing, reaching out to pick him up, and turned back towards the sofa.
"If you keep crying, I'll sell you off." His gentle tone uttered words of threat, inexplicably exuding a hint of indulgent affection.
Xiaobai looked at Li Mochan with wet, dark eyes, crying even more merrily.
"Wah-wah-wah..."
