Seeing Jiang Ruolan in a daze, Xian Zihao continued to smile faintly. He took her hair, gently twisted it around his fingers, and used the ends of her hair to scratch her ears, causing her to dodge continuously.
Jiang Ruolan couldn't stand it anymore and she laughed while pushing his hands away. "Stop, it's so itchy! What are you jealous of? Yijun and I have been mutually supportive and encouraging each other, and you, Xian Zihao, have always been kind to me and…."
She stopped and could not help but sigh. She turned around and leaned against the car door and said, "You are still my child's father after all."
"Just the father?" His pretty eyebrows slightly raised, yet he looked dissatisfied.
Xian Zihao then leaned over and kissed her forehead gently.