Lu Xingyao didn't settle down just because of Xia Mian's silence. His small eyes rolled around, and it seemed as if his body was injected with excitement, with every cell in his body stirring.
This place is called the Divine Clan. It's his mother's home, his great-grandfather's territory.
Everyone here likes him very much.
The little guy was smug, every strand of hair was full of pride. Although he was only three years old, and had been tired all day following Xia Liang, he didn't want to sleep at all!
There were many little people dancing in his head, dazzling him. Even though he didn't want to sleep, his small body couldn't hold out. On the way back to the room, resting on Xia Mian's shoulder, he fell asleep.
The little guy slept sweetly, drooling and wetting Xia Mian's shoulder.
Xia Mian felt a cool sensation on her shoulder, a bit at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
