Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 752

"Are you guys picking out clothes for Henry?" the sales associate asked.

The four men nodded. "Yes, he's our son."

The sales associate's eyebrows shot up. Men? Four of them? A son?

Could it be two gay couples who adopted Henry and are now raising him together? Who's the mom? Who's the dad?

A story began to take shape in the sales associate's mind.

"Let's pick a size for my son, and we'll try it on."

"Sir, it's not convenient for children to try on clothes here. Do you know what size he usually wears?"

The men exchanged puzzled looks. "Why can't we try them on? Are you afraid we'll try and not buy? Just pick a size, and we'll buy it after trying."

The sales associate replied, "Actually, if you could just tell me the size, we can get the clothes for you."

Teddy shrugged. "We don't know the size."

Oh, looks like a recent adoption, thought the sales associate, noting Henry's nice clothes. "I can check the size now."

So, under the "torture" of his four godfathers, Henry's clothes were removed, revealing his chubby little body, and he burst into tears.

His crying drew attention from nearby customers. The four big men cuddled, coaxed, and entertained him, almost losing their minds.

If it had been anyone else being so stubborn, not listening to sweet talk, the four of them would have turned hostile and dealt with that person already. But today, they were holding their "son" in their arms!

Not long after, when it was time to change clothes, another ordeal began. The four of them cuddled, coaxed, and doted on him, eventually getting help from the sales associate to dress Henry in his new clothes. Having gone through the experience once, the men firmly decided not to let Henry try on clothes anymore.

In the toy store, whatever Henry took a liking to, "Buy!"

Whatever his little hand touched, "Buy!"

pointed at

shopping spree filled the car's

in their arms,

with his hand. Mars immediately pulled out a tissue. "Don't use your hand, it's full of germs. Use a tissue to wipe our son's

still rub our son's skin

interjected, "Didn't his mom say wet wipes are for wiping his bottom? How can we use them for

questioned, "Did

reminisced, "I think she

also vaguely nodded. "Seems like she

later called Andre. "What should we use to wipe

Andre: "..."

to the four men's heated debate, Andre suggested, "Why don't you guys just chop

the fully air-conditioned mall, one Henry and four

holding Henry were told, "Gentlemen, the child is too young. He's not suitable for slides

ticket seller, at a loss for words at the sight of

buy this equipment. If our son can't play

the afternoon, under the scorching sun, Henry kept crying, unable to be soothed no matter what. Just a while ago, he would still act adorably for a bit,

him, Henry would gnaw

something was

he been

something was amiss. "No, this isn't right. When Henry

looked

milk bottles, suddenly realized

all four

to

in spacious vehicles, so they decided to stand outside in the sun with the canvas bag Mia

men fumbled around. "How much formula do

formula? Mars,

exhausted Henry in his arms, cuddled him close, feeling

hot. It might scald our son. Asher, go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of cold water

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