"Because, your daddy likes your mommy!"
Ji Rui stared at Le Tong. When he said those words, the suffocating pressure that had weighed on his heart vanished abruptly. The dark little room that hadn't seen light for thirty years suddenly had its skylight opened, allowing sunshine and air to pour in, brightening and warming the small space.
Le Tong was taken aback, her body involuntarily shuddered, meeting his deep, slightly green eyes, which emitted a burning and scorching light, making her instinctively look away.
Baobao's bright eyes blinked a few times, looking left and right, then gave a mischievous smile, secretly giving Ji Rui a thumbs-up under the table.
"Oh, Baobao is so full..."
Speaking in a soft, sticky voice, Baobao slid off the chair like an eel, leaned toward Le Tong's neck, and bit her ear, whispering, "Baobao wasn't wrong... Daddy likes mommy so much..."
