"In the incubator, just fell asleep." Qin Youxuan reached out and picked up Tingye, "Who brought you here? Aren’t Grandpa and Grandma here yet?"

"Dad! I came to see the little princess!"

Tingye, calling out "little princess" repeatedly, heard Qin Youxuan say that the little princess was in the incubator, and his big black eyes kept darting around, craning his neck to find the incubator.

Ye Mingmei, sipping her soup, couldn’t help but smile when she saw Tingye.

She set down her soup bowl and beckoned to the little guy.

"Auntie~"

Acting cute, Tingye snuggled up to Ye Mingmei, his mischievously large eyes blinking, his chubby hands wrapped around her neck, "Look at little sister, I’m good, I won’t disturb her sleep."

Ye Mingmei couldn’t resist at all and reached out to take Meimei out of the incubator.

She placed her in front of Tingye so he could take a good look.

"Can I kiss her?"

Tingye looked at the soft, marshmallow-like Meimei, his eyes suddenly lit up.

His little hands poked Meimei’s cheek, and seeing her smack her little mouth, he burst out laughing.

"Of course you can."

"Muah—"

As soon as Ye Mingmei finished speaking, Tingye puckered his lips and planted a big kiss.

He squinted his big eyes with satisfaction, "Little sister will be mine in the future!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned, looking at him in confusion.

The little guy seriously clapped his hands and smiled, "Mom said girls can’t be kissed casually, if you kiss them you have to take responsibility. Taking responsibility means bringing them home to sleep with me!"

"Pfft—"

Rui Hui held her stomach, bursting into laughter, looking at the completely flabbergasted Ye Mingmei, laughing until she was out of breath.

She reached out to pat the equally petrified Qin Youxuan, teasing, "You’ve taught your son well, only two years old and he knows how to stake his claim. This kiss-and-get-a-wife business is a win no matter how you see it!"

"..."

Qin Youxuan rolled her eyes at her, then looked at Tingye, who was just about to go up and hug Meimei, quickly grabbing his shoulder.

"Tingye, Meimei is your sister, not your wife."

"Can’t I take little sister home to sleep with me?" Tingye’s little face scrunched up like a bun, and he reached out to touch Meimei’s cheek again.

Soft like marshmallow, it must be so comfortable to cuddle her to sleep!

"..."

Can we not be fixated on the sleeping together part?

He’s only two years old and already wanting someone to keep him warm, where on earth did he learn this from?!

Qin Youxuan decided she was going to give him a good talking-to, lifting Tingye’s soft little body up.

She sighed, "Meimei is your sister, Tingye, you can’t take her home to sleep with you..."

"But can I take my wife home to sleep with me?" the little one cleverly interrupted her, tilting his head and continuing to ask.

His dad always tells him to find his own little wife, if it’s a wife, then they can sleep together!

"Mom, I don’t want Meimei as my sister, I want her as my wife!" the little guy declared clearly, his eyes bright with determination.

After speaking, he slid out of Qin Youxuan’s arms without caring that she was completely in shock, and ran over to Ye Mingmei, reaching out his two little chubby hands.

He looked eagerly at Meimei in Ye Mingmei’s arms, "Auntie, can I hug my little wife?"

"..."

Ye Mingmei, looking into his clear and sincere eyes, suddenly felt as if she had been promoted to mother-in-law.