Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 705

So, little Henry, the darling of the Andre family, was the center of attention. "This Andre kid is so chubby and cuddly, why is he so adorable when he cries?"

A little bundle of joy instantly captivated everyone around. His tiny pink lips pouted in the cutest way.

Hearing the compliments, Naomi couldn’t help but brag, "My Henry, as adorable as he is, has quite the temper from being spoiled. He cries whenever things don’t go his way. But you should see him when he smiles, he’s even more adorable!

You have no idea, when he’s in a good mood, he babbles and laughs at us. We’ve stopped watching TV or listening to music; we just watch his little face and listen to his sweet babbling.

The first thing my husband does when he gets home is to hold him."

Mia hugged her son, "Sweetie, give your great-aunt a smile."

Henry’s crying gradually subsided as he snuggled into his mother’s arms.

At that moment, Naomi noticed the tree trunks and the soft mat on the ground, and curiously asked, "Mia, weren’t you picking cherries? How did you end up in the woods?"

Mia flipped the camera around, live-streaming what the family was up to. "We picked cherries this morning, and at noon Molly mentioned a fun spot nearby, so here we are."

Then, Andre came over with a skewer of grilled chicken, feeding it to his wife.

Henry, with tear-streaked eyelashes, stopped crying and watched his mother’s mouth intently.

Mimicking his mother, he pretended to chew. Then, he opened his mouth wide, eyes fixed on his mother’s mouth, wanting a bite.

His little hand reached for her mouth, grabbing for food, "Help, darling."

Andre came over, scooping up his son with one arm. Through the phone, everyone could hear Henry’s cries, matching his chubby cheeks.

"The Andre kid has some strong lungs, huh?" A woman beside Naomi asked with a laugh.

Naomi replied, "Oh, that’s nothing. Sometimes he can cry non-stop, and nothing we do can soothe him."

It was one of those times when no one could soothe him, not aunt, uncle, or grandparents.

Finally, Henry ended up back in his mother’s arms, his little mouth pouting, looking so pitiful.

"Naomi, I’ve got to go, my son’s back in my arms. I’ll bring some cherries over tonight."

"Alright, take care and don’t forget sunscreen."

After ending the call, Naomi went through the family group chat history, sharing Henry’s daily moments, "Look, when he smiles, the whole family lights up. You all heard him crying just now."

A friend commented, "You get along well with your in-laws, always helping out. You even help take care of their kids."

Naomi smiled, "They’re all just big kids at heart, even though they’re married with families. They’re still in their early twenties, playing house. Without my mom around, I, as the eldest sister-in-law, have to step up.

Mia was still like a child after her marriage, always causing trouble, giving Andre a headache. He couldn’t let her hang out with the other troublemakers in our family. But since becoming a mom, she’s settled down a lot. Now it’s my sister-in-law’s turn. She probably doesn’t fully understand what marriage means yet, still seeming clueless. She wants to live a good life with Chad, but past relationships make it hard. She’s still like a child. But Mia was like this too; maybe Molly will settle down once she becomes a mom."

"And Leo?"

Naomi chuckled, "How about I tell you about my Anya?" She had nothing to say about her own son, but plenty about Anya.

After finishing his bottle, Henry sat on his mother's lap, still staring at his mother's mouth with his chubby, clear-eyed fascination, blinking, sensing something was amiss.

Soon, his eyes were covered again, and before he could struggle, they were quickly uncovered. Henry thought his mother was playing a game with him and chuckled in his silly, happy way.

The whole family dared not eat in front of Henry.

Andre had to hide his chicken skewer behind his wife, out of sight. Then, he deliberately took a bite in front of his son, who once again fixed his gaze on him.

"Ah, babble babble babble."

Andre stretched his arms, this time Henry clung to his father.

With his little bottom clenched tightly, being held by his father, then his gaze fixed on his father's mouth.

Andre, seizing the moment when Henry was distracted, hid the handful of chicken skewers behind Henry’s back, then handed them to his wife, urging her to quickly eat and fill her stomach while turning her back to their son.

Henry kept his eyes on his father, completely unaware that his mom, turned away from him, was eating.

Andre smiled, leaned in, and kissed his son. Henry, thinking his father was feeding him, opened his mouth wide, only to receive a kiss instead.

With drool-covered lips, he crawled onto his dad's face, nibbling away.

Andre chuckled, wiping his face with a tissue, basking in the joy without pushing his son away.

On the other side, Officer Chad felt a pang of envy. Molly sipped from her bottle of soda and took a bite of her grilled bell pepper. "Chad, stop staring. Henry's just being silly because he's full. Just you wait, within half an hour, he's guaranteed to cry at least twice."