With a quick motion, he burrowed into Su Nian's quilt, leaving Su Nian dumbfounded, and for a moment, Zheng Haoyu didn't know how to react either.
Yiqiao and Yize reacted quickly, waving their hands nonchalantly, "You old folks can take your sweet time cuddling with your daughter, just don't drool on yourself, we're off to enjoy mommy's warmth and softness."
Zheng Haoyu: "..."
He gritted his teeth in secret, almost spitting blood, while his hands holding the daughter began to tremble slightly.
Su Nian twitched the corner of her mouth, "Hey, hey, don't drop our daughter."
Could she say this move by her sons was absolute genius? Finally seeing Zheng Haoyu get a taste of his own medicine—it's so exciting, isn't it?
Zheng Haoyu snorted coldly, glanced at his daughter sleeping with a pout, and reluctantly said, "Alright, alright, you can hold her, just don't touch my wife."
Su Nian: "..."
Powerlessly speechless at Zheng Haoyu's possessiveness towards her ╮(╯▽╰)╭
