The four-year-old tyke, speaking in his childish voice, cocked his head, revealing a rarely seen cuteness and charm.
Lu Fengxuan found this adorable Xiaoyi so endearing that she couldn't help herself.
Just as she was about to speak, she felt a slight squirm in her belly. Stunned for two seconds, she incredulously lifted her head.
"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, quickly... keep talking, your little brother or sister can hear you..." Her voice was filled with excitement.
Yu Chiyin, hearing the movements, squeezed his large head into the frame, taking up half of the phone screen.
"Daddy..." Xiaoyi showed disdain for his sudden intrusion.
But he couldn't push Yu Chiyin away, and with both hands holding the phone, he continued speaking to the screen:
"Little brother, little sister, can you really hear me? If you can hear your big brother talking, give a little movement, please move a bit..."
