"Little Doudou, Big Doudou. This is brother Qiuqiu, when you guys were very little, brother Qiuqiu often came to see you!"
"..." Upon hearing this, Little Doudou, his chubby little hands propping against the small stool beside him, stood up.
Barefoot with his pudgy little feet, he walked step by step towards Qiuqiu, his large round eyes staring intently at Qiuqiu's cute and handsome face.
Then he sniffed around with his little nose on Qiuqiu.
He reached out his chubby little hands and touched Qiuqiu's face.
Softly, he called out, "Qiuqiu..."
Hearing Little Doudou call him that, Qiuqiu grinned and stretched out his arms, instantly picking up Little Doudou and holding him close, which made Little Doudou giggle non-stop.
"I knew my little wife remembers me!"
"Upon seeing a man, you forget about your brother?" Big Doudou glanced at them with disdain.
"..." Jing Yiren glanced at her son speechlessly, thinking if he should really be speaking so maturely.
