The little guy tightly grips the chain with his small hands, pulling it hard one after another, as if he discovered that the chain could make sounds, so he pulls with great joy.
"An'an is still young, let's wait until An'an is a bit older to wear it, okay?" Jun Moyan talks to him.
Seeing the little guy keep pulling the chain, Jun Moyan lets go, wanting him to play for a while, but unexpectedly, as soon as he gets the chain, the little guy puts it directly into his mouth.
"Hey, you can't eat this."
"An'an, you can't eat this, give it to daddy, give it to daddy."
Jun Moyan confiscates the little guy's chain, and the little guy immediately pouts, starting to hum and getting ready to cry. Jun Moyan quickly picks up a toy from the bed to entertain the little guy.
...
That morning, Jun Moyan is still dreaming when a soft little face gradually presses against his, and starts nibbling and biting, covering his face in saliva.
