"Thank you for saving my son, thank you."
The woman tearfully took the little boy: "Didn’t I tell you not to run around everywhere? Why don’t you listen? You scared your mom to death, do you know that?"
The little boy pointed his dirty little finger at Han Xi and said, "Mom, I want to marry that pretty sister, you should quickly go and tell her for me."
"Don’t talk nonsense."
The woman frowned and scolded the child, then looked at Han Xi apologetically: "Sorry, this little guy is spoiled by me, I will surely teach him a lesson when we get back."
Han Xi was about to speak when Lu Jinghan beat her to it: "So young and already eyeing someone else’s wife, he definitely needs a good lesson."
As he spoke, Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi into his embrace.
Han Xi was speechless; such a grown man being petty with a three or four-year-old child.
How jealous could he be?
"Yes, yes, I’ll surely teach this child a good lesson when we get back. Thank you for saving him."
Han Xi walked over and pinched the little guy’s pudgy face, smiling gently: "Quickly go back with your mom, and don’t run around anymore, okay?"
"Sister, what is your name?" The little boy blinked his dark eyes and asked clearly.
"Alright, Han Xi, you must wait for me to grow up. When I said I’d marry you, I’ll keep my word. Before I grow up, you definitely can’t be wooed away by that bad brother, I want to compete fairly with him."
The child’s mother glanced at Lu Jinghan, then poked the little guy’s forehead: "If you dare talk nonsense again, I’ll spank you. What does a little kid like you know about getting married?"
"I just want to marry Han Xi, want to marry, want to marry."
Lu Jinghan maintained a serious face, feigning anger as he looked at the little boy: "This sister is already my wife. Even when you grow up, it won’t help. Go back with your mom quickly."
The little boy, hearing what Lu Jinghan said, burst into tears: "Han Xi is not your wife... she’s my wife... boohoo."
Han Xi glared at Lu Jinghan and then smiled at the little guy: "Don’t cry, sister will wait for you to grow up, quickly go back with your mom."
The little boy wiped his tears and beamed with a bright smile: "Then let’s pinky promise."
"Okay, pinky promise."
Han Xi extended her little finger to hook with the little guy’s, and then someone’s face turned as dark as coal.
After seeing the little boy and his mom leave, Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi’s hand and walked to a corner, lowering his head to fiercely kiss her on the lips.
The kiss was so intense it seemed to want to consume and obliterate Han Xi, as Lu Jinghan’s fiery tongue ventured into her mouth, stirring up waves upon waves.
Han Xi was kissed so breathlessly that her little hands tightly clutched onto his collar.
"Are you still going to wait for that little kid to grow up, hmm?"
Though the tone was questioning, it carried an unbreakable affection.
Han Xi, breathing unevenly, lightly punched Lu Jinghan: "You’re such a grown man, why are you jealous of a little kid? I was just comforting him."
Lu Jinghan’s beautiful fingertip gently pinched Han Xi’s chin, slightly lifting it: "Your courage really grows, to be flirting in front of your own husband, just wait till we get home and see how I deal with you."
When a man says he’ll "deal with you" at home, Han Xi naturally knew what he meant, and her face instantly turned as red as a blooming rose.