Hereditary is a very mysterious issue

  "My dear mom, you're so beautiful that it's dazzling my eyes." Ningning whistled elegantly and made a gesture of holding his heart, "In the future, I'll look for a wife based on your standard."

  Cheng Anya burst out laughing, and the calm pool of spring water was stirred up by Ye Chen and then soothed again by his son.

  "Looking for a wife?" Cheng Anya turned around, ignoring her image, and hugged Ningning in her arms, pinching his ear, pretending to be displeased. "Isn't it that you don't want to find a wife, but instead want to support Mommy for the rest of your life?"

  Ning Ning furrowed her brow, thought for a moment, and made a contemplative expression. She said with great difficulty, "Mommy, by your standards, I also can't find anyone. My mommy is one of a kind. Don't worry, don't worry, be at ease!"

  In Xiaonai's eyes, his dear mom is the most beautiful person in the world.

  Cheng An Ya smiled brightly, "Baby, your way of praising people is getting more and more clever. Come, give me a kiss."

  He gave Ning's pale face a big kiss, and all of Cheng Anya's worries were swept away.

  "Mummy, your lips are so red." Ningning's beautiful eyes narrowed into a thin slit, but he had just seen everything clearly from upstairs.

  His dad is really quick!

  For so many years, countless people have pursued her, but no one has ever been able to get close to her. Not even Yang Zekun, the person she interacted with the most, had gone further than holding hands.

  It's no wonder he has charm, just because he can get close to his mom, the little milk bag gives him extra points.

  After all, this is something that requires courage.

  Cheng An Ya calmly cleared her throat, "Lip gloss."

  "Really?" Ningning cutely furrowed his brow with an innocent expression to prove his purity, "Why is it a bit swollen?"

  Cheng An's pretty face couldn't hold on anymore, her small paws slapped the back of his head, and his cheeks suddenly turned red, "Little kids at home, not suitable for children's pictures, you look less, be careful of growing needle eyes."

  "What's wrong with this scene that's not suitable for kids? Just a kiss, you can see it in any park. Mom, you're really out of touch."

  "Cheng Ningyuan..." Cheng Anya gritted her teeth...

  "Mommy, okay, come on, flash your trademark smile, getting angry is bad for the skin." Ningning gently patted Cheng Anya's head with a soothing tone of an elder comforting a younger one.

  Cheng Anya suddenly remembered that Ye Chen had also said at the banquet, Miss Cheng, show your signature smile. The expressions of these two father and son were truly not ordinary similarities.

  Blood ties are indeed an ambiguous thing.

  Cheng An Ya relaxed her shoulders, wanting to cry but having no tears.

  "Mommy, who is that?" Ningning asked knowingly, after all, he still wanted to know what the probability was of his mommy and daddy getting together.