Mo Shu hummed lightly, "How old are you, still a child?"
Yu Siqiao lowered his head and said, "In my eyes, you'll always be a child. Even when our child is born, you'll just be a big child like them."
The corners of Mo Shu's lips couldn't help but lift, but she still kept a straight face and said in a muffled voice, "I'm already a mother, what's the point of saying this now?"
Yu Siqiao contemplated for a moment, then said, "Seems like it's no use."
Mo Shu hummed lightly.
Yu Siqiao whispered softly in her ear, "So, I'll prove it with my actions. I'll cherish and love you well."
Mo Shu's lips curled up again, "Sounds nice, you'd better do what you say!"
"Of course," Yu Siqiao rubbed her head, "A man of honor always keeps his word."
A sweetness spread through Mo Shu's heart as she grasped his palm and said, "I'll remember that. If you can't keep your word, don't blame me for being impolite."
"There is one problem though."
"What problem?"
