One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

He used his fingertip to poke his mother's cheek lightly, mumbling, "Mommy, I can't bear to marry you off. Am I selfish to have this thought?"

His gaze rested on her peacefully sleeping face as his mind wandered off without warning.

He was unwilling, indeed.

How should he put across this weird feeling?

It was like the person whom he had spent his whole life loving and protecting would no longer belong to him alone one day.

From a certain perspective, this was considered a loss to him, or perhaps, after having lived only with his mother for the past six years, they were now inseparable.

No matter what, there would definitely be a sense of loneliness after she married off.

This lonely feeling was not something his father or brother could induce.

Just as what his assistant had said before, when it came to his mother, the boy would behave like a father who was unwilling to marry off his daughter at times.

The boy sighed and dropped his gaze to the floor.

"Don't you worry, mommy. Your happiness is priority. If mommy can't be happy, then Youyou's efforts all this time will be meaningless, won't it?"

At the thought of this, he leaned over and planted a gentle kiss between her brows.

"Dearest mommy, goodnight!"

Saying that, he pulled the quilt carefully over her and left the room quietly.

By the time his father parked the car and entered the house, he had already washed up and changed into his pajamas.

Standing at the door, he rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Daddy, goodnight!"

The man smiled in return. "Baby, goodnight!"

The child beamed and gave a wave. Just as he was about to enter his bedroom, a thought struck him and he turned around to approach his father. Standing in front of him, he hooked his index finger at the man mysteriously.

"Huh?"

Mu Yazhe reckoned that he had something secretive to tell him and stooped down to regard him at eye-level.

All of a sudden, the boy reached out his pinkish, little lips and kissed him gently on the forehead.

Sip! Sweet and lovely.

His father was too stunned to move; he did not expect the little lad to initiate a kiss.

Is this a goodnight kiss?

His face broke into a smile as his heart warmed up once more.

The little lad had lighted up his heart wondrously tonight.

With his hands on his back, the boy looked seemingly shy with his head hanging awkwardly after the kiss.

Seeing the bewildered look on his father's face, he quickly explained, "Stupid daddy! It's a goodnight kiss…"

"Oh!"

The man still looked a little lost.

This pleasant surprise had come too suddenly for him!

The little fellow had voluntarily given him a goodnight kiss.

He would not dare to dream of this back in the past.

The child was rather vexed with his lackluster response.

What, just an 'oh'?

Is this the only response I get in return?

He could not help feeling wounded!

Here, he had initiated a goodnight kiss, but his father had behaved like a retard, instead. Doesn't my loghead father know how to give a goodnight kiss in return?

The thought was enough to make him grumble under his breath, Stupid daddy. He then turned to go to his room.

Just as he turned, Mu Yazhe suddenly carried him up from behind and hugged him close to his chest.

"That's my good boy, darling!"

He reached out his slender fingers to pinch the little chin; his thin lips then breezed past his ear and dropped on his pinkish cheek.

Plop!

It was a gentle kiss.

This was a goodnight kiss in return!

The boy was taken aback for a few seconds, and then his face instantly flushed as he pouted his lips; he was obviously shy!

Fine!

This stupid daddy is a little slow but not beyond hope!