"Mom, Dad is so handsome!"
"Zhao Zhao also wants to learn sword~"
Ying Zhao looked at his heroic father on the field with admiration, his big eyes full of twinkling little stars.
He couldn't help but hold his small wooden sword and start waving it around, imagining that he could be as majestic as his father.
Hearing the movement of the baby, Chu Yuening reluctantly moved her eyes away from the broad shoulders and narrow waist.
"Baby, wait until you grow up and let your father teach you."
"But... Zhao Zhao can already hold a sword~"
The little man easily wielded the sword, which was not much shorter than himself, with an expression of unwillingness on his little face.
Chu Yuening was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Baby, do you want to take a look at your height?"
However, she couldn't bear to see Zizi's lost look, so she habitually blamed Ying Zheng.
"Well...then ask Father if he can teach you later."
"Okay."
Ying Zhao suppressed his impatience and continued to stare excitedly at every move of the flying sword.
After a cup of tea, Ying Zheng sheathed his sword neatly and gracefully.
The man walked over quickly. Chu Yuening looked at his handsome face without a drop of sweat and twitched her lips. Isn't A Zheng's physical strength too good?
"Father, Zhao Zhao also wants to learn sword, please teach me~"
Ying Zhao immediately hugged his father's legs and begged in a baby voice.
Chu Yuening also took the opportunity to help Zizi, holding the man's big hand and swinging.
"A Zheng, let's practice it with the cub again."
"Well, Zhaozhao, father will slow down. You must remember the sword moves carefully later."
Ying Zheng patted the little boy's head and readily agreed to the request.
Before Chu Yuening could breathe a sigh of relief, the man's hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, and his low and hoarse voice contained a hint of teasing.
"I didn't realize Yue Ning looked down on me so much, even for two or three hours..."
The unfinished words disappeared between his lips, and Ying Zheng carried the little boy towards the martial arts arena, leaving Chu Yuening standing there, tears streaming down her face.
Oh no...
What do you mean two or three hours?!
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