After transmigrating, I became a stepmother.

After crying during the day, Xiao Baozi felt extremely ashamed, so she avoided Lin Hao and Fu Cui's gaze and refused to make eye contact with them.

For example, right now, he's pretending to be seriously looking at the picture book Lin Hao drew for him. Why do I say he's pretending? Just look at how long he's been sitting there without turning a single page, and the occasional furtive glances he throws at you.

Lin Hao naturally saw what he did. However, a child's self-esteem still needs to be protected a little.

And so, without disturbing each other, after about half an hour, Lin Hao felt that he couldn't let the little bun continue watching like this. What if he became nearsighted? There were no glasses for him to wear right now. He had to think of a way to distract him.

"Ouch! Ouch! I can't take it anymore, Fu Cui, come quick, my legs are so sore! Come and give me a massage!" Lin Hao groaned exaggeratedly, while frantically winking at Fu Cui to signal her.

Fu Cui was quick-witted and immediately chimed in, "Madam, I still need to finish embroidering this handkerchief for you. You're in such a hurry, aren't you? What should we do?"

"Oh dear! Yes, I need it urgently! But my legs hurt so much! I'm so pitiful! Nobody cares about me." She pretended to cover her face and cry, but secretly observed the little dumpling's reaction through her fingers.

As she expected, the little dumpling, who had been listening intently, couldn't sit still any longer. His little face was full of struggle. After a moment of hesitation, he finally put aside his pride and ran over.

"Mother, you still have me. Let me massage you! Don't feel sorry for me!" The little hand gently patted Lin Hao's leg, afraid that Lin Hao would feel pain.

"Mother, is it any better?" After massaging for a while, the little boy asked with concern, his eyes full of pity.

"Oh, my darling is the best! He knows how to care for me! He massaged my leg and it doesn't hurt at all anymore! My darling is so amazing!" Lin Hao said exaggeratedly, looking incredibly moved.

"Yes, yes, I'm the best! I love my mother the most!" The little bun's pride was written all over his face, and his big smile made everyone who saw him feel better, as if the little tufts on his head were jumping for joy.

Lin Hao couldn't help but tug at the little tuft of hair on his head, which startled the little bun, who quickly covered his tuft of hair.

He didn't understand why these adults, especially his mother, liked to touch his little pigtails so much, which made him very worried that one day his little pigtails would be stolen.

With the little bun gone, Lin Hao could only reluctantly withdraw her hand, trying to ignore the little bun's protesting gaze and pretending that nothing had happened.

And then she tried to change the subject, saying, "Oh, the weather is so nice today, honey, let's go for a walk!"

"Mother!" the little dumpling shouted in his baby voice, "You can't play with my little pigtails anymore, they'll fall off!"

Having failed to change the subject, Lin Hao could only laugh it off: "Ah, I know, I know, I won't do it again next time!"

But the tone of his voice was really unconvincing, and it was obviously meant to fool people. Little Baozi's face immediately puffed up like a pufferfish.

"You have to promise! I'm not someone you can just fool!" The little figure, hands on hips, spoke very seriously, trying to portray himself as imposing and stern.

Lin Hao could only try her best to suppress her laughter, and cooperatively held up three fingers as if making a vow: "I promise, I will never grab my baby's little pigtails again!"

"Is that enough, baby?" Lin Hao looked at the little dumpling as if pleading for mercy.

"Well, we'll see how you do!" The little bun raised his chin and nodded with a proud look.

No, Lin Hao felt like she was about to be overwhelmed by cuteness. Whose little cutie is this?

Oh, it's my house! That's alright then!