"I like my sister."

Jiang Qingyi hugged the kid into her arms, "When you grow up, bring your sister home to marry her. Mommy happens to like your sister a lot, too."

Childhood sweethearts, what a beautiful word.

She lost to her childhood sweetheart, but she also hoped that her son could have a pure relationship.

Wanjiezhu: I understand. The host’s biological mother will be a very good assist in the future.

Jing Chenyun did not respond, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Baby, smile for mommy." Seeing that he was distracted, Jiang Qingyi lifted the corner of his mouth.

Zizi is not like her at all. Why is she having the same stern face as that stinky man?

She wanted to raise her son to be a warm-hearted man. Being as cold as that stinky man was not good at all!

Jing Chenyun pulled her hand away, kissed her face, and smiled at her as she said, "Love mom."

Mom needs to be coaxed, and every time he says this, Mom is very happy.

"Mom loves you too!" Jiang Qingyi kissed her back fiercely. The baby she gave birth to was so cute!

I want to kiss the baby until he faints!

Wanjiezhu lay on the sofa, watching the way the little host coaxed his mother. It was estimated that when he grew up, his sweet talk skills would be automatically activated.

It had a deep understanding of this. It was cold and indifferent before it met the mission object in the last world, but as soon as it met the mission object, it was full of sweet words.

…

A year later, on Saturday, Jiang Qingyi and Luo Wanxia went out shopping, and Jing Chenyun sat on the carpet with Mo Ranxing and played.

When Jing Chenyun turned around to pick up the toy, he saw her stand up and stagger towards him.

Jing Chenyun opened his arms and she fell into his arms.

"Brother!" The voice was crisp.

Mo Ranxing helped him stand up by holding his shoulders and gave Jing Chenyun a kiss on the face.

Jing Chenyun couldn't believe it, and held her soft face, "Sister, what did you call me?"

"Brother!" She arched her back in his arms and called out again.

"Xingxing, good girl." Jing Chenyun was very happy, the kind of happiness that made him smile from ear to ear. He was the first person his sister called.

Mo Lidong, who came over with the bottle in his hand, was a little jealous, "Xingxing's first cry was not 'Dad' or 'Mom', but 'Brother'."

He hugged Mo Ranxing and kissed her forehead, "Xingxing, can you call me daddy?"

"dad!"

"Hey!" Mo Lidong was happy and patted her head, "My dear daughter, call me again."

The good daughter called him two names, and only called him a bad boy once.

“Ah~”

"Ah" meant she was hungry, and Mo Lidong quickly stuffed the bottle into her mouth.

Mo Ranxing nestled in Mo Lidong's arms, holding the bottle, drinking milk while looking at Jing Chenyun with her big eyes.

"elder brother!"

"I am here."

"Ah~" She handed the bottle to Jing Chenyun.

Jing Chenyun took it and stuffed it into her mouth again, "Brother is not hungry, Xingxing, drink it."

"Hey~" She sucked on the pacifier and snuggled into Mo Lidong's arms again.

Halfway through drinking, she threw away the bottle and stumbled into Jing Chenyun's arms.

Jing Chenyun hugged her, took the bottle back, and gently patted her belly, "You haven't finished yet, drink some more, or you'll be hungry."

"Ah~~" The tone was very long, she shook her head and buried her face in his arms in a naughty manner.

"Take Xingxing out to play after drinking." Jing Chenyun coaxed her patiently.

"Hey?" She poked her head out of his arms, her eyes sparkling.

"Really, don't lie to the stars, just drink and go."

"Hey hey!" She took the bottle back and put it in her mouth and sucked hard.

"Slow down, don't choke." Jing Chenyun patted her on the back.

Mo Lidong sat aside with his arms folded, watching them.

He is obviously only a three-year-old child, but he is quite good at coaxing people.