"Mm-hmm!"
Yan Chenxi nodded his little head.
"Isn't that right, Xinxin?"
"...Huh?"
Yan Xinxin was a bit lost in thought and only turned back when she heard her son calling her.
"What are you two talking about?"
"Xi has panda blood?"
Mo Chuxi parted his lips to confirm again.
Yan Xinxin noticed the man's gaze suddenly became serious. She was a bit perplexed but still nodded. However, there was a trace of concern on her delicate face.
"Yes, it's RHAB type. I'm always worried about what would happen if this little guy gets hurt."
She spoke with a troubled smile as she reached out to pinch her son's nose gently.
"Don't worry, Xinxin! I will take good care of myself!"
"And you say that, huh? Who was it that got hit by a car not long ago? Thankfully, it was just a sprained ankle."
She softly scolded him, her eyes filled with endless concern.
Listening to the mother-son conversation, Mo Chuxi's heartbeat suddenly felt a little unsteady.
