before she left, luo chenxi kept turning back to look at her son every now and then. she was on tenterhooks even when she was discussing work with her colleagues in the company. she was afraid that she would see her son's blushing face and crying breathlessly when she returned home.
whoever knew that when she rushed home to take a look ...
little grayley was lying in his father's arms, holding a bottle and drinking milk.
mu yichen supported his son's back and little head with one hand while he held the milk bottle with the other. he had an extremely gentle expression on his face.
he was exactly like the model father luo chenxi had imagined.
little grayley's face was also full of satisfaction, like a little kitten. as he drank, he also rubbed against his father's chest affectionately.
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luo chenxi was so excited that she kicked a cabinet at the side and made a little noise.
the father and son looked at the door at the same time.