Face-smacking Again!!

Mommy...

Chu Cichen's hand paused slightly.

He looked up at Chu Xiaomeng, feeling a little stunned. He was choking a little as he asked, "What did... you say?"

"It's mommy! This is mommy!" Chu Xiaomeng pointed to the painting. However, when she saw Chu Xiaomeng's reddened eyes, she asked instead, "Isn't this mommy?"

"... It's not."

Chu Cichen lowered his phoenix eyes and carefully rolled up the painting and put it away.

He then reached out his big hand and rubbed Chu Xiaomeng's head.

Chu Xiaomeng frowned. Her long, soft hair felt a little uncomfortable from Chu Cichen's rubbing. She had wanted to dodge, but after seeing Chu Cichen's appearance, she only let out a cough. "If it isn't mommy, then who is this?"

"She's a very, very good... friend of mine."

Chu Cichen thought about it for a very long time before coming up with a suitable term to bring her up in front of the child.

"Alright then."