Shen Cheng knows very well about the temperaments of her two sons. Ever since they were born, they inherited their father's genes — mischievous and cunning.
In order to resist a certain domineering man's tyranny, they occasionally fight back. Their method of retaliation usually involves one tactic.
And that is: smear.
"Come here, you two." Shi Yu sat on the sofa opposite Shen Cheng and pointed to the spot beside him, gesturing for the two little guys to come over.
Although his voice sounded calm, there was a hint of danger to it.
Little Tian Jue and Xiao Ao Jue silently hung their heads down and then walked over slowly, one after the other.
Once seated next to Shi Yu, the two kids instantly transformed into obedient little lambs, not daring to act up.
"Shi Tianjue." Shi Yu first called out Shi Tianjue's name, then squinted his eyes and spoke coldly, "Explain what the kissing cartoon is."
