"Mommy, I'll help you in the kitchen." Xia Ziqian willingly dropped the snack in his hand, wiped his hands, and announced.
Xia Liyou did not refuse him. She nodded at her son and they walked into the kitchen together, the big one and the small one.
Xia Ziqian had seen them together moments ago, which caused Xia Liyou to be anxious the entire time.
So he followed her into the kitchen, providing Xia Liyou the opportunity to explain, to avoid his misunderstanding.
But, how could she explain? After all, it wasn't really a misunderstanding.
They truly had been on the couch, you know...
Fortunately, when he came out, he didn't see them kissing; he only saw them tangled together.
Xia Liyou tried to come up with a nonchalant explanation, "Ziqian…"
"Mommy, what do you need?" As Xia Ziqian sorted the vegetables at the side, hearing his mother call his name, he raised his head.
