Chapter 657

Things were getting out of hand.

Kids really did say the damnedest things, but this was going too far.

Thalassa’s face turned a warm shade of pink as she looked at Lysander, and his deep, captivating gaze met hers in return.

For a moment, their eyes locked, creating a spark that even left some smoke in the air.

Thalassa felt her heart tremble. Her breath hitched, causing her to quickly look away.

The playful banter of the children, combined with Lysander’s intriguing and intense gaze, made Thalassa wish she could sink into the ground.

“Mom’s blushing. Let’s quit it.” Atticus, the eldest, spoke with an innocent voice, playing the part of a big brother and schooling his younger siblings.

Though Atticus barely understood grown-up matters, after seeing his mom’s embarrassed expression, he knew she was feeling shy.

Dorian and Elowen exchanged confused glances, then looked at their mom. Her face was as red as an apple.

Elowen giggled like a jingling silver bell. “Mommy is really blushing. Her face is as red as an apple. I kissed a boy at school today, and his face turned as red as yours.”

Elowen’s voice was so soft and childish.

This made both Thalassa and Lysander look at her.

Lysander’s handsome face showed obvious concern.

Thalassa quickly sat up and asked with concern, “Elowen, who’s this boy you kissed?”

Lysander’s dark gaze also turned toward Elowen. He looked so grave and serious that you’d think his little princess was about to be kidnapped.

Elowen tilted her head in thought. “His name is Dylan Crawley. He’s pale and cute, like a little bunny.

His cheeks were like jello. I wanted to take a bite, so I kissed him.”

Elowen, the little foodie…

Thalassa felt a mix of concern and helplessness. She believed in the innocent friendship of children, but Elowen was almost five. Some boundaries had to be set.

Like all parents, Thalassa worried about her children, especially her little girl.

Thalassa said with patience and gentleness, “Elowen, you are a girl, and he is a boy. You can’t just kiss him. You can play together, but you have to respect each other’s personal space. And it’s impolite to think of people as food. If you want jello, tell me, and I’ll buy it for you.”

“I’ll buy it for you! Any jello you want!” Lysander suddenly cut in.

His tone and expression were very serious.

Thalassa turned to look at him curiously, noticing his tense eyes. He seemed even more worried than her.

Elowen’s big, innocent eyes widened with confusion. “Why can’t I kiss him? Will I have a baby?”

Thalassa felt awkward.

Kids were always curious and often misunderstood things.

Dorian quickly chimed in. “Sleeping together makes babies, not kissing. Right, Mom? You and Dad slept together and had us.”

Thalassa fell silent.

How did the conversation turn back to her and Lysander?

Thalassa was so embarrassed. She couldn’t even bear to look at Lysander.

Lysander, however, broke the silence. “Kissing and sleeping together are both risky. Boys and girls should keep a safe distance. When you grow up, you’ll understand Elowen, if you want to eat something, tell me or tell Fitch. You can’t just kiss boys. Got it?”

Lysander felt a sense of danger. He felt like his little girl was about to be taken away.

It was a feeling only a father could understand.