Shen Chi had been brewing these words for a while, since he didn't usually talk like that, always feeling it was too cheesy.
But Xu Chaomu could choke him with just one sentence.
"Shen Chi, for warming the bed, I have Xiaobao and that's enough."
"..." Shen Chi resentfully glanced at the little guy in her arms, the little guy who was now sleeping, comfortably lying in Xu Chaomu's arms.
From the first moment he saw Xiaobao, Shen Chi started to envy Xiaobao, and now he was jealous.
He found it harder to touch Xu Chaomu than to reach the heavens, yet she doted on Xiaobao even when he clutched at her chest.
How could he not be jealous?
Right now, he truly wanted to yank the little guy out of her arms and toss him into the car.
Why should he hog his wife?
"The weather is hot, this cup of lemon tea is iced, let me hold Xiaobao, you drink it," Shen Chi offered the cup to her hand.
Xu Chaomu was unmoved.
"You've held him quite long enough."
