"Dad's preference for Mom is enough," Mo Nanze said, sweeping a casual glance at Lu Yinfeng.
Hearing this, Lu Yinfeng still felt quite satisfied.
She stood up and leaned in to look at Little Dewdrop's face.
Pink and plump, with a high nose, just like Mo Nanze.
She was overjoyed and couldn't help but say, "I want to kiss her."
Parenting books say that infants have delicate skin and poor resistance, so it's best for adults not to kiss them.
But Lu Yinfeng's desire to kiss was very strong now.
She loved this little baby too much.
Lu Yinfeng looked up with pleading eyes at Mo Nanze.
Mo Nanze smiled helplessly, which was taken as silent consent.
She was happy again and, excited, tiptoed to give a gentle peck on the chubby little face.
Little Dewdrop seemed displeased again, pouting her little mouth.
"See, she really doesn't like me..."
Lu Yinfeng complained a bit pitifully to Little Dewdrop, "I am your mother..."