Zain smiled happily when he saw you, didn't care if he was battered after the fight as usual, even blood was still pouring from his head and several wounds on his face. He approaches you in a hurry--running at you like an excited puppy

"Yoo Mylo, my cute baby boy" He rushed as he lifted your 4 year old son into the air in his height, try to making your son chuckled happily. He always steals your attention by playing with your child like this, trying to amaze you even though he looks messy