Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 475: Mommy’s Little Joybringer

After an unknown duration of her afternoon nap, Song Yinyin was awakened by a rustling sound.

Moreover, sothing wet seed to have brushed past her face, giving her chills even in her dream.

She could faintly hear a child’s giggling by her ear: "Hee hee... hee hee hee... kiss her... doggy, quickly kiss her..."

Then, sothing soft and wet started licking her cheek.

Thinking it was Lu Jihan, Song Yinyin instinctively tried to swipe the thing away, but to her surprise, she felt sothing furry instead.

Startled, she opened her eyes.

What she saw was a little puppy’s fluffy face; its pointed nose was sniffing her, while its small tongue was wagging outward.

And Song Dabai was leaning on her bedside, giggling, holding the little puppy and bringing it toward her.

"Dabai! Why did you bring the puppy onto my bed?!" Song Yinyin said in annoyance as she sat up from the bed.

"Daddy asked to wake you up to co downstairs for dinner, but no matter how I called, you didn’t wake up, so I had it do the job."

Song Dabai said with a grin, "See, it could wake you up."

The little puppy seed to understand Song Dabai’s words, raising its little head to stare at Song Yinyin and then barked twice.

"Mommy, look, look, it’s calling you, it’s saying, ’Wake up, sleepyhead, wake up’!"

Song Dabai mimicked the puppy’s manner, hands posed as paws, blinking his big adorable eyes, sticking his tongue out and mimicking a ’woof’ twice...

These two little creatures were truly adorable, no matter how bad Song Yinyin’s mood was, they could make her laugh.

"It does seem like it."

Feeling a warmth in her heart, she picked up the puppy, stroking its fluffy little body, feeling all her worries disappear.

Song Dabai also leaned in, raising his little face, said, "Mommy, touch too."

Song Yinyin let out a helpless laugh, extending her hand to stroke his little head.

Indeed, her son was her bundle of joy.

The mont he appeared, it seed like everything that happened before didn’t exist.

"Co on, hurry up, I’m hungry and want to eat. Daddy said if you don’t co down, I can’t have dinner."

Song Dabai pouted, looking aggrieved.

Turns out, Lu Jihan had given his son a ’mission impossible,’ and Song Yinyin finally broke into a cheerful smile.

"Alright then, once Mommy changes clothes, I’ll co down imdiately."

She threw on a thin jacket, wore casual pants, and went downstairs.

The aroma in the house made her feel sowhat hungry.

Song Dabai had already run impatiently to the kitchen, his keen nose eagerly eying the delicious food Uncle Rong was preparing.

"Wow - tonight’s dinner is so lavish, there’s braised pork trotters, spicy chicken, boiled shrimp... Uncle Rong, is today a holiday?"

Uncle Rong chuckled, "Can’t we eat delicious food when it’s not a holiday?"

"Of course we can, I wish we could eat nice food every day." The little foodie smacked his lips eagerly, impatiently reaching to pick a dish to eat.

"Dabai, go wash your hands!"

Song Yinyin reminded him.

"...Oh."

Song Dabai quickly ran to the restroom, followed by the puppy, its little butt wigging, ever so adorable.

Upon returning, Song Dabai suddenly rembered sothing, "Ah, it’s ti for Doraemon, wait, let turn on the TV."

He excitedly ran to turn on the TV, where a news broadcast was underway—