She reached out and pinched his little face, the smooth and tender feeling making it hard to let go.
"Don't pinch my face, so annoying!" Chengcheng widened his eyes, looking at her unhappily.
"What if I pinch it?" Gu Nanqiao didn't stop, but pinched even more enthusiastically, "It's only been a few months and you're already putting on airs as soon as you come back. Do you still remember I'm your mom? I'll just pinch you."
His chubby little round face was pinched into various shapes, both cute and irresistible to laughter.
Chengcheng naturally wouldn't obediently succumb, struggling hard all the time, wanting to escape her "claws" yet afraid of accidentally hitting her.
But after a whole fuss, he accidentally hit her once.
Gu Nanqiao restrained his small arms, half-seriously scolding, "Huo Sicheng, don't think that just because you're my son, I'll let you off."
Chengcheng let out a disdainful "humph," secretly thinking that she never treated him like a son.
