When Song Yuanbao mentioned it, Wen Wan blushed even more, yet she couldn't contain her curiosity and wanted to know if her husband would like the gift she made for him.
Perhaps to ease the awkwardness, Song Wei didn't persist on Wen Wan's gift matter. He stepped forward and took the cloth tiger from her hand.
It was a bit large, enough for a child to sit on directly, and both the color combination and craftsmanship were quite nice.
Song Wei took a glance and asked her, "Is this for Jinbao?"
Wen Wan nodded, "Since we returned from Ningzhou, we haven't bought any toys for Jinbao. He's turned a year old and is quite active, so he should like a big cloth tiger."
Song Wei responded with an "Mm", looked up at the sky, "It's getting late, if there's nothing else, come home with me!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around, opened the carriage curtain for the mother and son behind him, holding the cloth tiger in one hand.
