Kangkang uncomfortably squirmed a few times, but he still held him, his lips landing on his soft little face, kissing without letting go.
Kangkang's face turned red as he struggled and just as he was about to cry, he let him go and let him sit back on the carpet.
Having gained his freedom, the little guy stopped crying and continued playing with his toys.
After An Ruo finished her shower, she saw the big and small figures seated on the carpet, the scene harmonious and touching.
They clearly looked like father and son, no one would doubt it.
"Come in for a moment," she said to Tang Yuchen.
The man stood up, called Aunt Zhou to watch over Kangkang, and then walked into An Ruo's room.
An Ruo was sitting on the bed. When he entered, she asked him to close the door.
"What are you planning to do later?" she asked him directly.
Tang Yuchen sat down beside her, very close to her, and she thought about moving away but restrained herself.
"I have no plans at the moment," he replied.
