Lu Xingzhi intentionally teased Little Amber, "Little Amber has grown up and doesn't want to be close to mommy anymore. Mommy is so sad."
"Not really. I can occasionally give you a kiss, but not too often." Little Amber was only ten years old and was still happy about being close to his mom.
It's just that he felt like he was a boy and already ten; other families didn't seem to do this.
Besides, dad always said he's a big boy now and shouldn't always cling to mommy.
"Alright then!" Lu Xingzhi decided it was best not to push further, lest the boy really got upset.
"Little Amber, mommy wants to ask you, how's your new friend today?" Lu Xingzhi actually wanted to know if the new friend was good-looking.
"He's very good-looking," Little Amber replied straightforwardly.
Lu Xingzhi: "..."
She knew it would be like this.
This child's obsession with appearances was beyond saving.
Moreover, when he said good-looking, it really meant good-looking.
