Hearing his mother's voice, Yuan dove in his father's chest, hiding his face in his parent's shirt as his chubby arms clung onto him. The gesture took Jinho by surprise, rendering him speechless as he stared wide-eyed at his son's head, his lips parting, his hands slowly lifting to wrap around the child's tiny body as his throat clogged with tender emotions like butterfly kisses in his heart which overwhelmed him whenever he held Yuan in his arms.
