Chapter 181. I Want to Go to the Ground

Two tall men stood in front of a huge French window, staring quietly at the space.

There was a thick carpet for the baby on the exquisite wooden floor. Yates Lewis, who was sixty-six centimeters tall, wore a white onesie with blue flowers. There was a sweet smile on his chubby face, and he was crawling slowly to the legs in front of him.

When he finally crawled to the legs, he opened his little arms, grabbed one leg, and bit on it.

Although he tried really hard, he didn’t get it.

Then, someone lifted him up. He saw a pair of dark eyes with his big, black eyes.

He was even more excited. He babbled at that handsome face and wanted to bite it.

Patrick didn’t smile, and he let the little baby wriggle in his arms and grab his uniform. Malcolm Gerald, who stood beside him, couldn’t help but laugh, “When my son wanted to get near you before, he was always frightened by you.”

Patrick looked at the baby’s eyes, showed a pure smile, and answe