Ji Niandong felt the person in her arms hold her even tighter and said sweetly, "Sister Tongtong, when I grow up, will you marry me?"
"Pfft!" Ji Niandong couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lu Sinian immediately sat up from her arms and asked seriously, "You don't agree?"
On his innocent, bun-like face, his brows were tightly furrowed, making it really tempting to pinch his tender little cheeks.
"Of course not!" Lu Beichen said with his arms crossed, looking down, "Change the address, call her Mom!"
"No!" Ji Niandong quickly stood up and pulled his sleeve, "He's just a child!"
How could he suddenly accept a woman he just met as his mom!
"I'm not a child!" Bun-face retorted, asking Lu Beichen, "Mr. Lu, what do you mean by this exactly?"
He also crossed his arms, like a little adult, and father and son had almost identical expressions. Ji Niandong found it somewhat disorienting.
