Bu Qingqing saw her looking so bewildered, it was quite adorable, and smiled, "Young madam, wake up, you're not dreaming. Should I bring Little Young Master in for her to see? But Little Young Master is with the young master being coaxed right now."
"No need, I'll go see myself." Wen Meimei got up from bed and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
After changing clothes, Wen Meimei went downstairs to the first floor, and sure enough, she saw the father and son in the living room.
She stepped forward and sat beside King of Hell Qiao, reached out, and held Little Moliu in her arms, "Son, your mommy is back. Did you miss mommy?"
Moliu gave her a cold look...
Wen Meimei raised an eyebrow, protesting, "King of Hell Qiao, I will have to limit your cuddle time with my son. If you keep it up, my son will turn into a poker face."
"No way." Qiao Chengxun refused coldly.
