"I'm back!" The little tender voice drifted from afar, carrying a hint of childishness in its calm tone.
Gu Xiaoer hurriedly brushed off her clothes and emotions, "Cough, cough, how did it go, sweetheart?"
"Let's go, we'll try again another day." The little guy sighed, urging them to leave.
"It's that busy, huh? Seems like today really is a good day for haircuts. Sorry, darling, mommy got off work too late. Next time, I promise to manage my time better. How about we go tomorrow? You can show off your beauty the day after…"
"I have plans tomorrow…" Li Wanzi pouted, her cherubic cheeks so soft and chubby, begging to be pinched.
Listening to the chatter between the girl and her son, Han Luoli decided to solve their problem for the mother and son.
Han Luoli spoke up outright, "Come on, I'll cut your hair when we get home."
