An Jiuyue held the little baby tightly, gently patting his back, comforting him.
"Be good, don't cry. From now on, mommy and daddy will never leave you again. You'll live with us and your brothers together."
Wulong Mountain had settled down, and in the future, she and Qian Jiyun could take the children anywhere, living happily together as a family.
"Are you up to mischief again?"
Qian Jiyun didn't interrupt the bond between mother and son and approached Qian Yinuo and his two brothers with a question.
"Well..."
The little Qian Yinuo felt really guilty. The courage he had just had to urge Brother Lu to find a boat vanished completely.
"Daddy, Nuonuo is just craving. The lotus flowers fried by mommy are so delicious, Nuonuo wants to eat them."
Upon hearing this, Qian Jiyun reached out and ruffled the little baby's hair.
