Little Anne proudly pointed at himself and said, "You have a son as cute as me!"
"..."
Wyatt Perry was at a loss for words, thinking Little Anne would praise him, but instead he praised himself.
Well, that could be considered a plus.
After all, not everyone has as good genes as him, being able to have such a cute son.
Little Anne wasn't wrong, he was indirectly praising him—good genes!
Wyatt Perry held the shower head and said, "Close your eyes and mouth."
Little Anne obediently stopped talking.
Wyatt Perry rinsed the foam off his head and then took a towel to wipe his face.
"Daddy," Little Anne suddenly called out to him.
"Hmm?"
Wyatt Perry responded absentmindedly.
Little Anne asked, "Daddy, do you love mommy?"
"I do."
Little Anne was full of confusion: "Since you love mommy, why do you have a baby with another woman, knowing it would make mommy sad? I haven't seen mommy cry so sadly in a long time."
Really hitting where it hurts.
Whose pesky little brat is this?
