บท 1122: My Honor (1)

When Xi Xiaye walked into the bedroom, she could hear the sound of the father and son playing with each other. Peering around, she soon saw the half-closed bathroom door. When she walked over to look, the father and son pair were having lots of fun in the bathtub.

Mu Xiaocheng sat on his father's tummy while Mu Yuchen steadied him with one hand. His other was scrubbing his little delicate body clean.

"Don't let him play for too long. He might catch a cold!" Xi Xiaye knocked on the door. Before walking over to pick her son up, Mu Xiaocheng started to wriggle unhappily.

"Son, Mother's going to put on clothes for you. You might catch a cold!" Mu Yuchen said.

"Dry him!"

Mu Yuchen quickly took the towel from the side to wrap his little body while he took another towel for himself too.