Lu Fengxuan turned around and bumped into Xiaoyi's lovestruck gaze, took two steps towards him, and pinched his cheek lightly.
"Mummy…"
Xiaoyi snapped back to his senses, meeting her tender, smiling eyes, and his little face blushed with shyness.
"It's nothing…let's hurry downstairs, daddy and grandpa are waiting."
Before he finished speaking, Xiaoyi hurriedly turned and dashed out of the room, nearly running into Yu Chiyin who came looking for them.
Yu Chiyin swiftly placed a hand on Xiaoyi's shoulder, his brows furrowed slightly:
"What's the rush, all flustered?"
Xiaoyi, embarrassed, wriggled out from under the heavy hand on his shoulder, and in a low voice, said, "Ah, it's nothing, daddy, let go."
At this point, Lu Fengxuan also walked out of the bedroom. Yu Chiyin glanced at Xiaoyi, easing the pressure of his hand.
Xiaoyi ran off immediately as if something scary was chasing him.
