Zhizhi brought over a small stool, squeezed toothpaste on the toothbrushes for Bo Yan and himself, and without hurrying to brush his teeth, he stood on the stool, waiting for Bo Yan to come in with an expectant look for praise.
Standing in front of the mirror side by side, Bo Yan showered Zhizhi with compliments. Zhizhi's cheeks flushed with a color that resembled shyness. Knowing his son's timidity all too well, Bo Yan had no intention of teasing him.
Mama Bo grew anxious when she saw that the father and son hadn't come downstairs yet. She stood up, ready to go upstairs to call them, causing Papa Bo to feel his family status slipping drastically, so he hastened to stop her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Mama Bo gave Papa Bo a sidelong glance and asserted as if it were the most natural thing, "Breakfast is almost getting cold, of course, I'm going to call our son and grandson down for breakfast, what else?"
The house is only so big, where else could they be?
