After not seeing him for a while, she noticed he'd grown taller again, and couldn't help but smile. Lifting him up, she sat him on her lap. Watching the little guy's face flush with embarrassment, she found it utterly amusing.
"What's this? You're shy when your Mother holds you?" She teased him playfully, gently tapping his nose with her finger.
"Mother, I'm a boy. I can't always let you hold me." He tried to keep a straight face, but the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his inner delight.
"It's alright. Even if you're a boy, you're still Mother's precious son. Mother can not only hold you, but also kiss you." With that, she planted a kiss on his little face. Watching her son blush all the way to his ears, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"Son, who do you take after to be so shy?" she asked with amusement.
Muchen's face flushed crimson, tinged with embarrassment, yet his eyes sparkled with delight. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Like Father."
