"Xiao Huan, shall we play house together?"
Yan Huan turned to look at the petite and adorable dark-haired little girl behind him.
Her chubby face had a bit of baby fat, and her bright, sparkling eyes seemed to be dripping with water,
"Xiao Huan will play the dad, and I'll play the mom."
At this moment, the greenery of the South District rustled in the summer wind, casting patches of light on the sandbox in the park.
On the sandbox's slide, Yan Huan looked at An Le in front of him with some helplessness.
But feeling her eyes full of anticipation, Yan Huan finally nodded,
"Alright, let's play for a bit."
"Yay!"
An Le raised her little fist, then giggling, looked at Yan Huan in front of her with innocent eyes,
"Xiao Huan husband, you've been working hard, want something yummy?"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan held his chin, a secretly thrilled sensation rising in his heart.
