Ji Rui came out after washing his hands and happened to see Le Tong wiping the mouth of her beloved son with a tissue.
Her face was slightly lowered, with long eyelashes hanging down, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes. But presumably, it was full of tenderness. Toward the baby, she likely had that kind of pampering gaze that could drown a person.
Thinking of this, Ji Rui's gaze gradually deepened.
Le Tong's hair was slightly messy, loosely draped over her shoulders. Her sexy and beautiful lips gently opened and closed, speaking softly to the baby. The baby was grinning, with a chubby hand resting on Le Tong's lower back.
Their features bore no resemblance to each other, yet at a glance, the scene of them together felt harmonious and full of love to Ji Rui.
