Xia Yangyang suddenly felt very moved, pinched Xingxing's cheek, and said, "You are so well-behaved. In the future, you can be Xia Ye's little wife."
Gu Qichen couldn't stand it anymore, "The child is so young, and you're already matchmaking."
Xia Yangyang was obviously joking and just felt that little Xingxing was really too cute.
"Okay!"
Unexpectedly, Xingxing herself, in her babyish voice, agreed immediately, "When I grow up, I will marry Brother Xia Ye."
Xia Yangyang laughed, "What do you know about marriage at such a young age?"
Puffing up her cheeks, Xingxing said, "Don't think I'm too young, but I know a lot. Getting married means two people eating together, sleeping together, and doing lots of things together, just like I am with Brother Xia Ye now."
Xia Yangyang was speechless and even thought that made some sense.
Xia Yangyang carried Xingxing into the backyard.
Xia Ye was still deep asleep; he lay quietly on the bed.