Little Fantuan finally stopped crying.
He licked it, found it not tasty, and pulled it out of his mouth, throwing it back to Mu Jingxi.
His dark eyes, with a hint of wariness, stared at him, as if accusing him, why give this baby something so unpalatable to eat!
Mu Jingxi laughed angrily, pinched his chin, shaking it left and right, "Realized it's not tasty now? Who was the one wanting to eat it just now, hmm?"
Hey huff hey huff, the little chubby hand hugged his hand, wanting to take it away.
"Cried like a little crybaby because you weren't allowed to eat it, who was it?"
His little mouth puffed up, starting to play with saliva bubbles.
"Little rascal." Mu Jingxi was helpless, letting go of his hand.
Handing Little Fantuan to the childcare worker, Mu Jingxi went downstairs.
Downstairs was exceptionally lively, yet Mu Jingxi's heart was always concerned about his beloved wife in the master bedroom.
Not sure how the talk between sister-in-law and her went.
