“Welcome Home, Your Majesty.”
The Moment Yun Xiangxiang entered the House, Song Mian opened the door. The father and son, one on the left and one on the right, bent over. One hand was placed across their abdomen while the other stretched into the house, looking like servants.
Especially when Liuliu seemed to be learning from him, Yun Xiangxiang could not help but laugh. At this moment, song Mian called out, “Liuliu.”
Hearing his command, Liuliu ran to the shoe cabinet and found Yun Xiangxiang’s slippers. He placed one of them in front of Yun Xiangxiang. He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, he seemed to have realized something was wrong.
He squatted down and turned around one by one to face Yun Xiangxiang. He raised his head and smiled as if he was taking credit. “Mom, Shoes.”
Looking at the serious look on Little Liuliu’s face, Yun Xiangxiang’s heart melted at that moment. She picked up her son and kissed him hard. “Mommy’s Liuliu gives me a surprise every day.”