Xiao Xuanxuan was acting spoiled, making her a bit dizzy. She quickly held her, pulling her into her arms to stop the wiggling. "First, tell Mommy, what are they fighting about this time?"
Although Xiao Xuanxuan lost her ability to move, she gained a soft embrace from her mother, instantly beaming with happiness, snuggling tightly into Wang Miaomiao's arms.
From some point on, Daddy became quite peculiar, forbidding the brothers from squeezing into Mommy's arms, saying they had grown up and needed to cultivate masculinity. Staying in Mommy's arms was behavior for little babies.
The eldest and second brothers were somewhat reluctant, yet obedient. But the third brother wouldn't have it, arguing that since he and she were the same age, and the sister could cling to Mommy's arms as a little baby, he too was a little baby and naturally could cling to Mommy's arms.
This argument seemed to have some logic, but she always felt there was something odd about this causality.
