"Xiao Sen, come be my son!"
Liu Rushuang cradled Xu Musen's cheeks and pinched them.
As a child, Liu Rushuang often liked to pinch Xu Musen's cheeks, saying that he might as well go with her and become her son.
Both families only had one child, but looking at each other's kids gave them the feeling of having both a son and a daughter.
But now that they had grown up, Xu Musen always felt a bit embarrassed when his cheeks were held like this.
"Auntie, we're already family."
"That's different, you see you still call me auntie, I've only had Xiao Yue for a daughter all my life, and I've never had a good son. How about it, Xiao Sen, would you like to be my godson?"
Liu Rushuang expressed her idea, a bit tipsy, and there was a somewhat pitiable feel to it,
It had to be said, Liu Rushuang was better at acting coquettishly than Yao Mingyue and was even more adept at emotional manipulation.
Godson...