Seeing that, Yang Xiaobei laughed out loud as he covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes looking around.
That small appearance was extremely shrewd.
Jiang Shuxia felt even more embarrassed and angry. She stood up, put on her shoes and directly walked towards the door.
Lingxuyao watched her leaving from where he stood, a smile on his lips, and his gaze seemed even more gentle.
Only after her figure disappeared from his sight did Lingxuyao turn around and look at the little radish in front of him.
The man slowly stood up and looked down at the little boy who still needed to raise his head to look at him.
The little boy blinked and walked in front of Lingxuyao with his short legs. Because of the difference in height, Lingxuyao looked like a giant standing in front of Yang Xiaobei.
"Uncle, I said that mother has a little brother in her womb."
Lingxuyao frowned, correcting what he said, "It's little sister!"