"Through the trials of both summer and winter, if you're not afraid to endure hardships and practice diligently, one day you will be like your mother, invincible wherever you go!" Zhou Mu spoke warmly while rubbing the small head by his leg.
"No! I want to be like Uncle Wood, overwhelmingly handsome! Only then can I marry a wife as beautiful as my mother!" The little bun shook his head firmly upon hearing this.
Overwhelmingly handsome?
"Haha!" Zhou Mu suddenly laughed, bent down, and picked up the little bun who relied on him by his feet, tapping his small forehead with a raised hand, "So young, yet already thinking about marrying a wife. Aren't you fond of Xiao Yueyue, calling her your wife all day?"
"But she doesn't like me! She thinks I'm small and ignores me..." The little bun said plaintively while lying on Zhou Mu's shoulder.
