a pair of peach-shaped eyes that are exceptionally beautiful

Liancheng Yazhi walked to Rong Yan's side. I didn't ask about that. I think he will. That kid must want to let his son compete with my son to see whose son is better.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yingying's brother, who was sleeping late with his eyes open, seemed to have heard him and made a babbling sound.

Liancheng Yazhi picked him up and lifted him up. "Yo, are you talking to your father? Are you trying to say that you're definitely better than that Feng kid?"

Although the little guy was young, he already had a special preference. He liked to let others lift him up, put him down, and raise him again. Every time someone lifted him, he would wave his little claws happily and scream in excitement.

Liancheng Yazhi laughed and said to Rong Yan, " "Did you see that, my son, Liancheng Yazhi, likes to stand high and see far at such a young age? when he grows up, he will definitely be amazing."