Winter sunlight shone brightly on the ground, in a way that would effectuate a sense of laziness in a person. Bai Wu's voice, however, was filled with enthusiasm.
"Papa, I want a hug."
Bai Wu called out demurely. Both his arms were extended out widely as he sought a hug.
The boy successfully managed to draw Xu Lan's attention to him and away from Li Xiu's question. The faintly indiscernible smell of blood was an instinctive defense, preventing Li Xiu and Xu Lan from coming into contact.
Xu Lan stopped, confused about what was going on in the child's mind. It was obvious that the boy was avoiding him just moments ago, yet he suddenly sought to be pampered.
"Papa…" Seeing that Xu Lan did not respond, he called out again while batting his eyelashes and biting his lips.
