He lunged forward, hugging Lu Jihan's leg, looking up expectantly and asking, "How did I do today?"
The little guy just wanted praise, and Lu Jihan instantly guessed his little thoughts.
He gently pinched his son's cheek and said with a smile, "Hmm, you did amazingly well today! Daddy and Mommy are proud of you."
The little guy's dark eyes rolled around: "If I win a prize, what will Daddy reward me with?"
Lu Jihan couldn't help but chuckle.
The little guy was really clever, even knowing how to seize this opportunity to rob him!
He laughed, reached out, and lightly tapped Song Dabai's little nose: "What kind of gift do you want?"
"Well..."
The little guy's pitch-black eyes darted around, and he looked back and forth at Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin.
Song Yinyin felt a mysterious chill on her spine being stared at like that by her son.
Then, she heard her son giggle and say, "I don't want a gift; I want Daddy and Mommy to have a younger sister for me."
Boom—
