Xia Ningxing raised her hand to touch his tender cheek, then turned to Lu Tingli and said,
"Lu, take Chuanchuan to the nursery; otherwise, I'm afraid he'll wake up," Xia Ningxing said softly.
"Okay," Lu Tingli nodded, agreeing.
But before he could reach out to pick up the child, the little one slowly opened his large, clear, black and white eyes, looking at Xia Ningxing with eyes filled with sleepiness.
"Yah yah!" He called out twice, smiling with two little dimples appearing.
At the sound, Xia Ningxing immediately stopped packing and, with moist eyes, held the chubby little guy in her arms.
"Chuanchuan!"
Xia Ningxing sobbed his name.
The ones she could least bear to part with were him and Lu Tingli.
"Yah yah!" The little one seemed to sense that Mommy was about to leave him again, and his little mouth puckered up immediately, crying so loudly that tears fell like beads off a string.
This time, no matter how much Lu Tingli glared at him, he was not going to stop.