Ji Nuan leaned back slightly, a small, nest-like head squeezed out from between the two orcs, panting with a little pink tongue, looking like it was suffocating.
Ji Nuan gathered her youngest son into her arms: "Little Ranran, why are you in your brother's arms?"
Although the voice was very gentle, her eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc…
The little one's neck fur bristled slightly, turning around to flatteringly nuzzle his brother's arm: "Awwoo~ Awwoo~"
Of course, brother brought me over from the house.
The little one told the lie without blushing or skipping a beat, quite in the style of his father.
But it was hard to withstand having a teammate full of mischief. Xiu Jin looked at him curiously: "Didn't we meet at the door? Could it be that you knew I was coming back and wanted to welcome me?"
Well, with those words out, the little guy was completely exposed.
