After being picked up, Song Nianhuan gave Song Qiao a kiss on the cheek with a smack, and then sweetly said, "Mom, I really missed you."
Looking at her daughter, Song Qiao's heart melted completely, and she kissed her on the cheek too, then said, "Mommy missed you too. Have you been listening to the teacher obediently at school? Getting along well with classmates?"
Song Nianhuan nodded, "Of course, Mom, I'm very well-behaved."
Song Qiao smiled at her and said, "If you're really good, why did you fight with a classmate last time? And then Mom and Dad were called to school by the teacher?"
Upon hearing this, Song Nianhuan immediately grumbled, "Mom, it wasn't my fault. If they hadn't started it first, I wouldn't have hit back. Don't you know me better than that? It hurts when you say things like that about me."
Nan Moyan watched the mischievous Song Nianhuan and found himself liking his little niece more and more.
