"Isn't little brother quite fond of this?" Xu Minghui nonchalantly continued tossing the little kid around playfully.
If he were put down, he might not be happy at all.
"My son isn't born for you to play with." Xu Hai slapped Xu Minghui on the back and took the youngest from his hands.
"Ah ah ah," the little kid was displeased, reaching out to grab his big brother's clothes, apparently not having played enough.
"Waa waa waa." As soon as dad stopped his brother from tossing him around, the little kid's loud voice rang out.
Xu Mumu twitched her mouth, watching the little drama king brother, without a tear, just fake crying. Perfect, he perfectly inherited their parents' genes.
"I don't even know where he learned this from, did you spoil your little brother?" Li Caixia's gaze fell on Xu Minghui.
