Harry got up and hid in Lu Bai's arms. Mu Liang lifted him high, and Harry laughed heartily. Children are indeed easy to please, and soon he was happy. Qiao Xia said resentfully, "Why aren't you this nice to your own son?"
With Dudu, his attitude was terrible, as if Dudu was picked up and Harry was his biological son.
Mu Liang snorted arrogantly. Harry didn't compete for affection with him, so of course, he pampered Harry. As for Dudu, forget it. He's a little rival in love; why should he be nice to a little rival?
Harry drank his milk while watching the adults talk. Seeing Xu Xiaoshu eyeing his milk eagerly, Harry handed it to Xu Xiaoshu, "Brother, have some."
Xu Xiaoshu felt his young boy's heart melt. If it was a little sister, he would have rushed over and kissed her, "You're such a good boy, and you're so beautiful. Why aren't you a little sister? If you were, I'd bring you home as my bride."
Xu Ai, "..."
