Shi Huanhuan had little strength, with his sudden leap, Shi Huanhuan nearly dropped him, scaring her into a cold sweat.
Ye Qingci was also startled and quickly caught the little fellow, letting him leap into her embrace.
The little one wrapped his arms around her neck and gave her a big kiss on the cheek, "Mommy is the bestest bestest bestest!"
Ye Qingci kissed him back, "Baby, it's 'best', not 'bestest'."
"Bestest."
"Best."
"Bestest."
"B-e-s-t—Best!"
"B-e-s-t-est!"
The little guy watched Ye Qingci's mouth intently, concentrating hard as he tried to learn.
But alas, it was to no avail.
The little fellow tried several times but still said, "Bestest."
Ye Qingci held him and laughed so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
The little one cupped her face, his small mouth pouting, and his dark eyes looked at her pitifully, seeming very aggrieved.
Ye Qingci smiled and kissed him, "It's okay, baby, you're already very good. When you grow up, you'll be able to say it clearly."
