Building a Snowman

"Mother, what are you looking at?"

When Zhuang Zhuang woke up from his afternoon nap, he saw Xiaoguo standing by the window with a glass of hot water in her hand. He couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Xiaoguo turned around when she heard the voice and saw Zhuang Zhuang rubbing his eyes in a daze. Her maternal instincts were triggered instantly. "Zhuang Zhuang is so cute."

"Yes…" When Zhuang Zhuang woke up and heard Xiaoguo praise him like this, he really felt shy. "Mother…"

Looking at Zhuang Zhuang, who was squirming and blushing, Xiaoguo shook her head. He was usually quite thick-skinned outside, but when she praised him at home, he would become shy like a little girl. Sigh, she didn't know what to do with him. What a shy little man.

"Mother?"

"Yes?" Xiaoguo looked back at him, wondering what was wrong.