Bo Jingshen felt it was the first time someone had called him a pighead, and that he was so willing to admit it.
"Yeah, you're the little piggy, and I'm the big pighead. So what's Mommy?" Bo Jingshen thought Su Xiaolu was quite foolish, who else would trap themselves in their own pitfall?
"Mommy is obviously the little fairy," Zhao Xiaole laughed nonstop while kicking his legs in bed.
"How did the little fairy give birth to a little piggy with the big pighead?"
"You just don't understand, there's always a way. Maybe you just secretly spat in the little fairy's cup, huh?" Zhao Xiaole spoke with serious conviction.
Bo Jingshen was speechless after hearing this.
The world of children really is pure, Su Xiaolu didn't know how to explain to the child how he came into being, so it turned into him spitting in her cup, and then Zhao Xiaole was born?
Bo Jingshen couldn't help but chuckle, laughing lowly, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm really too inconsiderate of public morals."
