Gu Shaocheng set her down, smiled, and touched her nose, mouth, and ears, "Where should I kiss?"
Chenxing pointed to her own mouth.
"Should I kiss the pastry crumbs lingering at the corner of your lips?"
"Do I have any?" She wiped her mouth with her hand and coyly asked, "Are there still any now?"
Gu Shaocheng's brows warmed with affection. These days, his mood had been sour because of the family's troublesome affairs, but the moment he saw her, it was like sunlight piercing straight into his heart.
He leaned over and gave a dragonfly-like kiss, not expecting that his mother-in-law would suddenly start chuckling from afar.
Both were startled at the same time.
Wang Fengtong was still laughing, and Chenxing's heart suddenly soared.
"She's laughing, Shaocheng, look, my mom is actually smiling at us!"
