Chapter 72: Is He Going to Kiss Her Now?

Lin Qi was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "All this fuss over that? Really, Han?"

Han nodded, and it seemed like there might be a shimmer of tears in his eyes, as if he had missed something very important.

Huo Tingdong was momentarily speechless, especially when he saw the tears that Han was trying to hold back at the corners of his eyes, ready to fall, crystal clear. Surely he couldn't actually be taking this to heart, could he?

Momo muttered to himself: Could this little guy actually be a fan of Mommy and Uncle Huo's pairing?

Huo Tingdong couldn't bear to see this and was about to go over and pick him up, to wipe away his tears.

Han's eyes lit up as he suddenly thought of something. He pushed him away, ran to the dining room, grabbed a clunky stool, and ran towards the record player.

The nanny was scared to death, and hurried over, "Oh my, my little ancestor, what are you doing?"