Mu Tianzheng looked at Qin Xi and Mu Min excitedly. His usually serious face was filled with shock, and his voice was trembling. "He was greeting me too. Did you see that? He greeted me before I could get close."
Qin Xi and Mu Min looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Mu Tianzheng approached her again. Another small bump appeared on Qin Xi's stomach. The small bump moved like a Whack a Mole. It was very cute.
The old man seemed to have found something fun to play with. He put his hand back and forth repeatedly. Qin Xi's stomach heaved and fell, and the two of them played happily.
Mu Min quickly pulled the old man back and warned in a low voice, "Dad, that's enough. The child is still young. Aren't you afraid of exhausting the child? Besides, Xi will feel uncomfortable."
Only then did Mu Tianzheng react and retract his hand awkwardly. "You two talk. I'll go to the kitchen to see if that brat is really capable."