Bab 875: Because Mommy Is Dirty

"Beat, beat, beat, just beat."

She said in a childish voice.

"Cute young man." Su Yanyun narrowed her eyes in enjoyment and asked. "Do you use a golden fist? A silver fist? Or an iron fist?"

A little head bent over and grimaced at Su Yanyun. "I'm using Xiao Tang's meaty fists."

Su Yanyun grabbed the meaty hand.

"Let me see. Let me see if Xiao Tang's meaty fists are fragrant and tender. Can I use them for dinner tonight?"

The baby chuckled and retracted his hand, but he still couldn't persuade his mother. In the end, Yanyun placed him at the tip of her nose and sniffed him.

"Ah, it smells salty." Yanyun immediately frowned and pretended to stare sternly. "You went to the sea again?"

"I didn't." The baby retracted his hand softly and glanced at Su Yanyun secretly. "I didn't. I only piled a small pile of sand."

He held up his chubby little finger. "Only a small pile."