"Mommy is so pretty today," Dabao, usually such a composed little milk baby, gasped in awe just then.
Erbao held his chin, his eyes dreamily smiling as he said, "When I grow up, I want to marry Mommy and make her my wife."
Upon hearing this, Sanbao immediately pouted in dissatisfaction, "Mommy is mine, I won't let you marry her."
"I will marry her!" Erbao argued back.
"I won't allow it!" Sanbao was equally resolute.
Only Dabao, speechless, looked at his two brothers and kindly reminded them, "Stop arguing, Mommy is Daddy's wife, you two should stop daydreaming."
"Shut up!!"
When the reality was pointed out and their fantasies shattered, Erbao and Sanbao simultaneously yelled in chorus.
This was the first time the two brothers, who usually couldn't stand each other, teamed up on the same side.
Dabao: "...I can't deal with this."
