After transmigrating, I became a stepmother.

The next morning, feeling an itch on the tip of her nose, Lin Hao couldn't help but twitch her nose, furrow her brows slightly, and slowly open her eyes.

Then, he met the little bun's smiling face, which was clearly slightly surprised but also had a hint of ingratiation.

Seeing this, what else could Lin Hao not understand?

"You little rascal, what are you doing?"

Lin Hao couldn't resist tickling him. The little boy tried to grab his mother's mischievous hand, but he was too small and weak, so he could only beg for mercy, his eyes sparkling with laughter.

"Mother...hahahaha...Dear, hahahaha...I...hahahaha...was wrong!"

Lin, with an iron will, did not lower his guard because of the enemy's temporary surrender; on the contrary, he remained vigilant and prepared for battle.

"Hmph, confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely. Tell me honestly, what did you do wrong?"

"I... hahahaha... shouldn't... hahahaha... have touched your nose while Mother... hahahaha... was sleeping! Hahahaha..."

"Fine, you admit it, huh? Tell me, what tool did you use to commit the crime?"

"Hahahaha... hair..."

Seeing that the little guy's eyes were already glistening with tears, Lin Hao didn't dare to make a scene too much.

Therefore, he pretended to be generous and stopped his evil deeds, clapping his hands lightly as if he had accomplished a great mission.

"Since you've shown such a good attitude in admitting your mistake, I'll reluctantly forgive you!"

"Yes, yes, Yu-ge'er is the best!"

The little guy looked at Lin Hao with bright eyes, nodded, and acted like he was trying to please her.

Lin Hao couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to pinch the other's cheek and gently shaking it, her tone indulgent: "I just can't do anything with you!"

"hey-hey!"

The little bun responded with a silly grin.

After cuddling for a while, the two got ready for bed, since their little one still had important things on his mind today!

Lin Hao smiled and said to Fu Cui beside her, "I knew he was waking up so early today, turns out he was waiting for me here!"

Seeing the young master happily preparing the brush and ink, Fu Cui couldn't help but smile: "Young master must be missing his master!"

"Who says otherwise? They haven't spent much time together, so I don't know how they can be so close!"

Fu Cui secretly turned her head to look at her master's obviously jealous expression, pursed her lips, and suppressed the curve of her lips.

"After all, we are father and son, so it's normal for him to miss you. However, if you are away from home, the young master will definitely miss you even more!"

Lin was delighted to hear this, but then realized what was happening and couldn't help but glare at Fu Cui.

"Who's going to compare with him!"

Fu Cui didn't argue with her: "Yes, yes, yes, I was just talking nonsense."

Lin Hao, feeling rebuffed, became angry and said, "I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to go keep an eye on things, lest the little guy ruins them!"

Before the words had even finished, he had already taken a step forward, revealing his urgency.

Fu Cui stood still, not exposing her.

That picture was originally a plum blossom painting for the Nine-Nine Cold Season, which she had someone buy early in the morning. Why would she need to help the lady with anything?

The little boy, with his sharp eyes, saw Lin Hao approaching and quickly called out, "Mother, come quickly!"

"what happened?"

The little guy pointed to the spot opposite the main entrance of the hall: "How about we hang this there?"

Lin Hao naturally let him do as he pleased. Since it was just the two of them there, there was no question of whether it was against the rules. She readily agreed, "Okay!"

"Great!"

The little guy was very excited; this was the place he had chosen!