The little master opened his mouth to hold the candy and heard Beibei say, "Smile..."
The little master, who rarely showed emotion, only felt a warmth in his eyes and something stuck in his throat besides the sweetness of the candy, making him very uncomfortable.
He tightly hugged Beibei for a while, then lowered his head to kiss the little boy's forehead deeply, and said hoarsely, "Baby, thank you, little uncle is fine!"
Though he was in a bad mood and vented on Beibei, Beibei did not get angry but used candy to cheer him up. How could such a warm and adorable little treasure deserve to be treated badly by him?
"Good boy..." Beibei's small hand was gently patting the little master's back.
During dinner, the little master suddenly blurted out, "Ji Dabao, if I can't find a wife in the future, can I adopt Beibei as my son?"
Da Bao put down his bowl and chopsticks, leaned over, and touched his forehead, "Little Treasure, did you bump your head?"
