"Never had the habit of celebrating birthdays before." Yu Longting lowered his eyes, his pupils turning a beautiful deep green, like clear emerald, "But now with Dumpling, I feel like I could celebrate. Will you celebrate for me?"
Dumpling and I nodded enthusiastically together; the little guy really wants to celebrate Dad's birthday too.
"Yes, yes, yes, not only will I celebrate, but I've also prepared a gift for you. It's definitely something you'll like." I held onto Longting's arm, planning to take him out for a meal.
But Longting pulled me and turned into the kitchen where the chef was preparing dinner.
There was a special stove cleared, with a medicine pot on it, "The medicine pot is hot. You hold Dumpling, and I'll take the medicine pot."
"Okay!" I watched them as the father-son duo were so harmonious, yet I resisted the craving and hadn't held Dumpling yet.
Now, being able to hold my adorable Little Dumpling, I naturally agreed immediately.
