I was secretly glad that Munchkin was around.
After visiting the marine park, Theo brought me and Munchkin to a restaurant in the city.
Zenon was a small city that was quiet and peaceful. People here did not overspend, so compared to the opulent restaurants in the capital, the restaurants here were more focused on making people feel comfortable.
After a scrumptious meal in a cozy restaurant and filling our stomachs, we returned home.
Once inside, Munchkin changed his shoes and ran into his room. "Mommy and Daddy, I'm going to go take a bath."
Today, the little fellow was so well-behaved that I was a little surprised.
I looked at the TV next to me and was still a little unresponsive when Theo picked up my purse from behind me.
"I told you a long time ago that Munchkin is a good boy, so don't worry about him at all."
After hanging up my purse, Theo bent down to help me take off my shoes.
My eyes looked toward Munchkin's room, and before I could react much, my feet were already put into comfortable slippers.
"Why does he listen to you so much?" I was a little jealous.
Munchkin had always been a well-behaved child, but after all, he was still a child. He was still occasionally mischievous. He may not listen to every word that I said wholeheartedly, and sometimes, he even deliberately went against me.
Today, his good behavior was a little too much for me. He ran straight for the shower and did not even lay a finger on the couch.
Theo shrugged smugly. "Maybe it’s because I'm his father.”
I lowered my eyebrows, increasingly unable to tolerate the father and son's behavior.
He helped me over to the couch. Just as he sat down, he lifted my calf again.
"What are you doing?" I was confused for a moment.
"I'm giving you a massage." Theo's face was expressionless.
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