"Hiss, why are you using so much force? You're killing me."
But Mrs. Zhou immediately chuckled. "Hehe, it's real, Dajin. I'm not dreaming."
While changing their son's diaper, Fu Dajin muttered that it was a bother, yet he loved the little one to pieces. Eight years. It took eight years to finally have a son like this; who wouldn't be overjoyed?
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