The dinner was already prepared, and since there were no outsiders, the two sat down on the couch with Nianqing.
An Ziqi saw that Nianqing liked it very much, but the child was too cautious, secretly observing her from time to time.
An Ziqi found it amusing, reached out and pinched his little face, "You little rascal, I'm your mother's relative, coming from very, very, very far away just to see your mom, I won't harm her."
The little rascal thought for a moment, looked at her and asked, "What is mom? How far is very, very, very far away?"
His fair little cheek was pinched by her, paired with his serious little face, it was quite funny to see.
An Ziqi couldn't help but giggle, reached out and pulled him into her arms, giving his little face a big kiss.
Since birth, Yi Nianqing had been of noble status, and until now, no one had kissed him except for his mother.
Of course, the main reason was no one dared.
