Hearing Yan Xinxin's words, Mo Chuxi bent over curiously to take a closer look.
Seeing the phone screen in the little guy's hands, he chuckled and ruffled his son's small head.
"Son, well done! Looks like you have the potential to be a photographer."
He praised.
Yan Xinxin's cheeks flushed even more. She hurriedly stood up and glared at Mo Chuxi with her beautiful eyes.
"Mo Chuxi, you... "
"Qianyuan, you're too nervous. Xi just happened to take a photo of us kissing; it's not a big deal. Besides, I think the photo is great."
"…"
"Mama mama, Chun also thinks brother is great at taking pictures. Chun wants to learn too."
The little princess spoke up. Her soft voice alone made people feel warmth in their hearts.
Yan Xinxin smiled as she squatted down, stretching her hand toward the big-eyed little princess.
"Chun, Mama is taking you to eat something delicious now, ignoring Papa and brother first."
