Qing Li pushed open the door and burst in with an air of aggression.
Little Dumpling suddenly woke up, stretching out his tiny arms to protect me, "Ah ah ah."
"Alright, alright, I'm not angry with your mother, I'm listening to you." Qing Li, with her queen-like domineering attitude.
But whenever she encountered Little Dumpling, she immediately turned into a soaked cannon, losing all her fire.
However, the little guy was still very excited, constantly "ah ah" without stopping. It was unclear what point he was debating with Qing Li.
I stroked Little Dumpling's back, calming his emotions, "I'm sorry, Grandma. I haven't seen Dumpling the entire night, I really missed him. So I stayed inside a bit longer to be with him."
"Separating you mother and son is indeed not an appropriate approach." Qing Li looked at me arrogantly and said slowly, "Come out now, Su Wan. I'll let you hold Dumpling for a while longer."
