Little Sweet Potato gave a sideways glance—how could Yu Zexiao not understand?
Especially since this little guy was only ten months old, his chubby little hands tightly gripping his mother's arm, looking at Yu Zexiao as if he were an intruder. He was just short of outright despising him. As Zexiao took two steps forward, the little guy, not yet fully able to speak, waved a chubby arm and angrily shouted "ah ah" at Yu Zexiao, clearly not welcoming him.
Seeing this, Yu Zexiao was instead infuriated. With long strides, he said nothing and forcefully pulled the little thing from Jian Anning's arms into his own. Little Sweet Potato's little claws lashed out—scrrratch—five shallow marks instantly appeared on Zexiao's face.
