Chapter 275 - One More (1/2)
Ling Sheng suddenly jumped out of the ball pit and looked at the man in front of her. She laughed and made a face. “I’m here!”
While Jun Shiyan heaved a sigh of relief, he pulled her into his embrace. Upon seeing her gloating smile, he gritted his teeth and said, “Baddie!”
Ling Sheng smiled even more brightly. “Were you worried? Were you scared?”
Jun Shiyan wanted to punish her, but when he saw her smiling face, he finally sighed. “Don’t scare me again!”
“Xiaoqi is here!” Ling Sheng stood up and ran over to catch Xiaoqi, who had slid down. “Stop playing, alright? Mommy and Uncle Jun are tired.”
“Then shall we play on the trampoline?” Xiaoqi had not had enough fun yet. It was different when he was out with his mother and Uncle Jun.
Grandpa would scold him, but Uncle Jun would never scold him or Mommy. He liked Uncle Jun the most.
Ling Sheng accompanied her son on the trampoline. Meanwhile, Jun Shiyan watched them from the side, his eyes full of gentleness and doting love. The trampoline was small, and it was easy to jump out. He would rush over to protect whoever was in danger of bouncing out.
Xiaoqi’s face flushed with excitement. It was good to have a father and a mother. He was finally someone with a father and a mother today. He thought to himself, One day will do. Uncle Jun would definitely be willing to be my father for one day.
Ever since Ling Sheng had transmigrated, she had not kept her son much company. She would let Xiaoqi do whatever he wanted and play with him whenever he wanted.
After getting tired of playing in the ball pit, he sat aside and started fishing. He was fishing for goldfish by using a rod and bait. It cost one yuan per minute, and he could take anything he caught home.
Xiaoqi caught three fish and was overjoyed. In the end, he wanted to buy three more. He even bought a fish tank and some bait and started carrying them wherever he went.
It was only when she received a call from home to ask where she was and when she was coming home that Ling Sheng realized she had lost track of time. She looked at the duo, who were still playing Whac-A-Mole. “Xiaoqi, let’s go home. We’ll play again another day, alright?”